One of my earliest memories was of playing. Doesn't everyone remember playing when they are young? I remember playing with Harry. Harry was a secret friend. "Harry likes it when you do that." I was told. "Oh, don't do that, or Harry will get mad and not play with you." My hand was so small that it barely fit around Harry. Looking back, as an adult. It was such a wrong thing to happen. But as a child, I was hungry for any attention I could get. And Harry...well Harry paid attention.

    Harry taught me alot. One vital thing he taught me, was that I could turn making someone feel good physically, to my advantage. Harry wanted to play? No, not unless I could have a tea party first, I would insist. Or, Harry wanted to play? No, not unless you give me a toy I want so badly. I learned to bargain early. I also learned many ways to make Harry happy over time.