I have a sewing-related memory. When I was maybe 8 years old (in the mid-1950's), my dad managed a Williamson-Dickie men's clothing plant. I loved to go see the fabric being cut and all the women at the sewing machines.
One year my sisters and I needed all new underwear for back-to-school time. My mother bought yards of batiste, elastic, and even lace and drew out the patterns for three sizes of little girls' undies. My dad paid the fabric cutter at the plan to stay late and cut the layers of fabric. Then, with my dad fitting pieces together and my mother at the sewing machine, they made their own assembly line and made dozens of panties! With lace, even!