My mom’s mother worked in downtown Waycross, Georgia in the Sears and Roebuck Catalog Department. She took sales orders over the phone, and if my mother didn’t make the clothes I was wearing on her machine, it was practically guaranteed to have a Winnie the Pooh in the waist tag or on the left front chest. We got 20% off on everything – – at least, my grandmother did and so by default my mother did. When I think back on my childhood, this was my standard weekday garb. Shorts or knit slacks and a Winnie the Pooh shirt. The world had not yet thought of Velcro and light-up shoes, and honestly I think I am happy about that. At least I learned to tie my shoes early. Red Keds for the win! These were the days when dressing was so much easier – – this piece, that piece, shoes, and all the better if it actually matched. Oh, if we could just return to those days and clothes could fit as well as they used to. And if only the 100 Acre Wood were still a place as real as it once was.
L-R: Kitty (my grandmother’s good friend), me, Earl (my grandfather), Eunice (grandmother), and my mother, Miriam
What Remains
Hundred Acre Wood
remains only in the hearts
of children who knew
Common Threads 
I feel when I read your memories that they could so easily be mine. Ah, yes, those Winnie-the-Pooh shirts from Sears. Iād forgotten all about them.
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This picture the wooden-ish paneling and had “simpler” clothes screams 19609 but also is, as you so wonderfully note, a reminder of a time when needs were less and expectations were simpler! I forgotten about those “Winnie the Pooh” themed days! One of my babysitting families used to have a 100 acre theme playpen in the middle of their living room where the toddler spent the majority of his days!
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