I haven't read all the thread but I can remember as a kid having blisters on my heels from the mending on the heels of my socks. I grew up with home made clothes all my life, so when I got married I informed my husband I WOULD NOT be mending clothes. If we were that poor we should not be having children. If something got a hole in it, in the rag bag it went. Last fall I put a patch in a shirt sleeve for my neighbor (he is a widower). He said he didn't care what it looked like, so I found some plaid flannel to match the burgandy flannel. Every time I see him outside in that shirt I cringe. He said he has gotten many compliments from his buddies on the fine patching job on his sleeve. I just hope they don't line up out in front. :roll: :lol: