How this Madness all began!

Yes, I am an admitted archtophilic. This habit has me in constant need to find ways to satisfy my disease. It all began when my parents started collecting Steiff and Teddy Bears while living in Munich, Germany. And so the story goes...Beauty transcends time, and withstands it, lasting for generations, to be shared again and again. Toys from a time past are even more cherished today for their charm and detailed workmanship. The skill and ingenuity that went into these art forms have elevated them to the realm of Antiques and Collectibles..to be admired and collected and written about, and now have become serious investments for the collector. Teddy Bears for generations have been a staple of American Childhood. They never talk back, keep us warm, and never seem to be in a bad mood. Adults buy Teddy Bears for a nostalgic trip back to childhoold, a reminder of our friendly passifier, a link to once was, to keep us in touch with our roots, warm our hearts, bring smiles to our faces, help us unlock our souls, to make us relax, give us joy, and sometimes if we are hard core addicts break the bank......