The HUG-A-BEAR™ Poem

HUG-A-BEARS™ are made not born, 
They grow from seeds of love into 
The threads of caring that 
HUG-A-BEAR™ fabric is made of; 
They are stuffed with the softest 
Angel down from heaven (or close by) 
And stitched with silver needles from 
Cloud linings in the sky. 
Their noses are roast chestnuts from 
Many a years past, 
Their eyes are favorite marbles 
Children long ago have cast; 
But a HUG-A-BEAR™ is not a HUG-A-BEAR™ 
Until he belongs to you, 
Until he’s shared your fears and joys and 
Tears, and loved you long and true. 
For no matter where they come from, 
However soft they feel, it’s love 
That makes a HUG-A-BEAR™ 
And love that makes him real! 

— Author Unknown




Hug a Bears was revitalized in 2015 when the original quilters decided to do outreach to the local community in a lovable, hug able way. A small group of women from LWML meet monthly to assemble the bears. Donations from Thrivent, WalMart, LWML and rummage sales have made it possible. So far by Sept. 2019 , 160 bears have been distributed to ERs in Salem and CV, DHS, Lamaze Classes, & Children services. Help is always appreciated & fun, fellowship, and a yummy snack makes the time fly. We meet the 3rd Wed. 1-4 PM.