My Mom loved pictures. She loved taking pictures. Not sure that she loved snow, but apparently I did *VBS* Do I still love snow?? Hmmmm...guess I'd say 'yes, but in moderation please'.This one was taken in Dec. of 1941...I was 14 months old. Pretty cold stuff!
And in Dec. of 1943, I had a little neighborhood friend to play with. His name was Billy. He's on the left. I stayed taller than him all the years I knew him.
By 1950 I had grown pretty tall...a whoppin' 5'2". And those are the heavy woolen jacket and snowpants I spoke of in the slidding post.
It was a special occasion day when this was taken. A Christmas visit from my Sunday School teacher, Mrs. Bartz. She was a very special person in my troubled life. I really wished I could live with her, and not at home. Of course that was just my childish wishful thinking *S* I particularily LOVE the little thing on my head in this picture. I wore one of some sort or another every winter. We called them "jibbers"..they were knit, narrower by the lower ears and chin, and got wider as it crossed you head. It did have some shaping up each side. The best year of all was 1953, when as a new teenager, I had a white angora jibber and matching mittons...I was in 'heaven' *VBS* Does anyone out there know of a place I could get a pattern for one of these??????
And my "last-but-not-least" picture for today is quilty!!! A friend's PLAID SHIRTS quilt top, in progress. This was to be a memory quilt for a SIL. The gal's brother had died of cancer, and she took his shirts and made this quilt for his widow. I love that particular block, which is known as a 'four patch variation'. I've done one double bed size quilt of it, in scraps. I think it would also look great in Christmas fabrics. How is everyone coming on their holiday sewing???? Happy Weekend one and all!
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