My daughter's friends don't know how to sew. Those little buttons that fall off their shirts get sent to the dry cleaners for repair. It's two bucks. I inherited my grandmother's sewing box. She had it for most of her 90 years. (Mending was her responsibility since her mother died when she was a teen.) I love the little pieces of cardboard that she wrapped thread around and saved for future sewing. I have more thread than that on my workroom floor! That was the depression, and they never forgot how hard times were. The frugality of those times never left her. All through the 50's, 70's, 90's she never tossed them out. So, no matter how hard times get now, at least I know I can save two bucks.
love your grandmother's sewing box...lovingly worn
ReplyDeleteThank you. My mom used to darn socks while I did my homework. In my 20s I taught a boyfriend how to sew on his buttons - he was thrilled. Strange strange.
ReplyDeleteThank you, for those of us who sew it wonderful to be passed down these treasures.
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