|Stitch and flip Simplicity 4698|
|Bias raw edges on front edge....before lightly brushing with a small brush|
|3/4 " bias trim on patch pocket, again before light brushing|
I gave myself a personal challenge for this reunion weekend, to wear something that I had sewn each day. No one else there had to know, I just needed something to give myself some confidence and comfort since I was emceeing our gathering and felt overly responsible. Friday evening a number of early birds got together for dinner at a local hamburger joint. I'm wearing the silk striped shirt from a much loved New Look 6110 pattern. I like this pattern so much that I have a few more in mind. It is comfortable and flattering and has plenty of opportunity for embellishment and hem variations.
Saturday's festivities opened with a tour of our 1931 grade school. More than half of the signed up attendees gathered on our old school playground before we took a tour of our former school building, now parish offices and a small private school for gifted children.
|Mary Jo's mother....and my former scout leader....had saved everything including our 8th grade uniform.|
|The television was bigger, the classroom had 54 13 year old girls in it but it felt the same.....|
|Ready to burst into song....|
After the school tour we assembled at a nearby restaurant and bar for a cash bar and some appetizers. There were three dozen classmates from the original 104 and seven have passed away. I knew it would be next to impossible to speak with everyone in the three hours we had there so I did ask the group to do a one minute speed "update" to say anything about their life in the fifty years since we have known one another. It was funny, poignant, thoughtful and caring to hear those shares and to experience the affection and good will amongst each other . People have lives that are full of responsibilities, joys, disappointments and obligations.
But for this time together it was about celebrating a common past, a living present and honoring those who could not be or are no longer amidst us. My final toast choked me up a little (which happened more than once over these three days)..."To the children we were, and the adults we have become." So glad that we did one last big gathering and happier that so many people who have never attended one in the last fifteen years made an effort for this one.
To bring this back to a sewing theme, I'd like to share a few last photos. Our first grade pictures:
|Not "my class" but I can name 3/4 of my classmates|
|My first grade class|
|Then....last seat with the brown dotted swiss skirt and puff sleeve blouse. Thank you, Mom.|
|Now...in stitch and flip jacket|