I had been thinking about this thread for about a week now. Thoughts of the friends had appeared in my head and I wondered why some kids have (some people say need) imaginary friends and others do not. Some kids actively share their imaginary friend (got to have a snack for the friend? I never did that.) and others, the cool ones like me, don't.
I once told some of my family about the three friends. They were, (wait, it was just my older brother and mother, the rest of them didn't say or do anything) they were immediately suspicious and critical. My brother wanted to see the stump. As if he hadn't seen that stump two million times by the time he was six. I think my Irish mother believed a bit in the myths of Ireland, so, while professing annoyance, she didn't say anything else.
The friends, well, one of them, told me not to mind, that they didn't care who knew about them. Once my brother came to the stump then that was that. He never asked about them again.
Some children take on talisman dolls. My younger brother had to have Prunie, his doll along with him everywhere. My youngest son had a Snoopy beagle who got dragged along to store and church and daycare.(There were actually a couple of them because we would replace them as they fell apart with wear.)
And now, I see Lars and the Real Girl
and I was struck not so much about Lar's need for his imaginary friend, but by the townspeople's embrace of her, and thereby, him.
Joe(I'm not surprised that eoe's brother remembered hers. They can become very real.)Nation