Category: Memories

A letter to my grade 8 Home Economics teacher

Dear Mrs. Rudd, I hope this letter finds you well and still sewing. You won’t remember me, but I was one of the fourteen-year-olds in your eight grade home economics class at Keithley Junior High in the fall of 1974. That was the year after girls were first allowed to wear dress slacks and pant… Continue reading A letter to my grade 8 Home Economics teacher

The Mother who Saved the Mothers from the Black Bear

Dear Vi, Today I’m going to share a very sweet little story that I wrote it for my mother on Mother’s Day, 1971, misspellings and grammatical errors included. I hope your laughter is full of delight. Mine was! One day Jane was in school sitting in her desk waiting egrley for the surprise Mis Cod… Continue reading The Mother who Saved the Mothers from the Black Bear

Every Good Cowboy Needs a Dolphin

I don’t remember what I wanted to be when I grew up, but when M was very small, he knew exactly what he was going to do. He was going to be a cowboy. But not just any cowboy… Nope! My imagination-filled son was going to be the cowboy at Sea Land. You know the… Continue reading Every Good Cowboy Needs a Dolphin

The Worst Job I Ever Had was Pulling the Heads off Dead Chickens

After I graduated from high school, and after all the cap-throwing and after-grad partying was finished (about 3 days later), my parents decided that I needed a summer job. After all, I’d be heading off to university in the fall; it wasn’t unreasonable to expect me to make a financial contribution. I had a student… Continue reading The Worst Job I Ever Had was Pulling the Heads off Dead Chickens

Trifle Dish Quilt

You must have guessed that I did some quilting during my recent 2 months visit in the Yukon, right? Well, of course I did…and I took some pictures, too. Enjoy! I know what food will taste like when I get to heaven…it will taste like Dee’s trifle. So when the Moda Trifle Dish sew-along happened,… Continue reading Trifle Dish Quilt