Most of us have prized possessions and friendships from our childhood that we cherish well into our adult years.  Ask my older brother and sister and they’ll quickly share embarrassing stories about me clinging to three things - a stuffed polar bear (“Snowy”), flat blanket (not to be confused with Flat Stanley), and Grover.  Grover was identical to the Grover on Sesame Street, that is if Grover on Sesame Street was continually having to sew on his arms or legs, had to deal with fading plastic eyes, and made a habit of “showering” in the washing machine.  I outgrew those items (mostly) in elementary school and I bonded with my childhood best friends, John and Eric.  We spent our summers playing baseball in the front yard, saving our change to buy burritos at Taco Bell, and working out bartering agreements with our household supplies of chocolate milk.