Those old 21X40 flat Curity diapers were the mainstay of my sister's and my years of wearing diapers for our bedwetting and daytime needs. That along with Gerber plastic pants we wore throughout those years. Disposable diapers had not made their way into local stores, so lines and lines of diapers drying in the sun was the order of the day. By the time my body told me I didn't need diapers any longer, it was too late, I had become hooked, emotionally and sexually diaper dependent. When I finally left home for good after completing undergrad and graduate degrees, my mother packed all my old Curity diapers and Gerber pants in a box for me to take with me. I wore them off and on when time and circumstances allowed, even bought more to replace those that wore out, until they no longer fit, due to too much good food and drink. Over thirty years of wearing Curity flats, two or three folded together, held by two diaper pins on each side-I must have expelled thousands of gallons of pee over that time, not to mention my ejaculations.