This is what I saw on the front page of The Enterprise this afternoon......
It sent me whirling back to my childhood.
This is where my brother Barry and I spent many hours with our Mom. I hated it as a child probably would still as an adult, but I don't sew. Don't even know how to thread the machine.
My Mom made many of our clothes. Even into my high school years I was wearing homemade dresses. Check out the BR Class of '81 yearbook...... The amount of time and love sewn into each garment was amazing. She still sews. Mostly for American Girl Dolls now.
Looking through the pattern drawers was my favorite thing.
It is sad to see such a business fail....
gone the way of book stores, 5 and dimes, and all the childhood memories.