Security blankets
By Connelly Hardaway | November 4, 2010For 17 years, I have known what it means to have a security blanket. Mickey, my beloved, faded and tear-stained blanket has gone to bed with me every night since I was 2 years old. But this column is not about how I got rid of Mickey or how security blankets are bad because I will never part with Mickey, and I think he's the best security blanket I could ever ask for.


