It was very clear even then that I was out of control... and needed to be taught how to use that big old Singer contraption before I really hurt myself... so we put a Band-Aid on my owie and I began sewing lessons.
Mother was a perfectionist... she had to be... there was no room for error when cutting into the expensive fabrics used in homes that could afford custom made furnishings.... remember we are talking the 1930's.... so she taught me to measure once, twice and then double-check again before cutting into any fabric... that is still how I do it...
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