This is me when I was 9 years old. We are at the park in Fort Morgan, Colorado. The red polka dot scarf on my head was the first thing I ever sewed. My brother Loren had brought a Singer sewing machine home for me (he sold sewing machines for a while, back then), and he rummaged up scraps left over from the red polka dot dress his wife Janice had made me, and he showed me how to cut a scarf, make a lining, and attach the ties. I was plumb delighted. And that was the beginning of my sewing journey.
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