...........One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more....

Yeah, it ties with some other's thoughts above, but the loss of childhood with its innocent wonderment of small things made great. The thrill and adventure of the first time for all those things a child cannot wait to do, and once done, can never be held in awe again. So many joys, so many woes..........but all amazing, exciting, and new. Its so hard when you are older to recapture that feeling on any level.

Certainly the moments come. You look at a person and instantly realize that somehow this is the person you will spend the rest of your life with. You hold the tiny, bundled package that will share your home and your name. You awaken from a life threatening experience and realize you're alive. But nothing can replace all those wonderful and awe-inspiring events of childhood.

Sadly, our children are forced to grow more quickly today. For some, Puff doesn't even put in an appearance.

KIM....I too am sorry to hear your news and my best thoughts are with you.

Spaw