I remember the day Kennedy was shot. I was in Catholic school and they let us out early. I came home and my mom was sewing on her Singer and crying and had the TV on. I was in fourth grade. She was teaching me how to sew clothes at that time. Very basic clothes. Skirts with elastic in the waist. I couldn't wear them to school as we had to wear school uniforms but I could wear them to church. She died young and I got her sewing machine and made my kids their clothes for years while they were little. I traded it in (stupid) for a Viking Huskavarna 300 and in 1992 took my first quilt class. Never sewed clothes after that. Been quilting ever since, but only really into quilting the last four years. Before I dabbled. I hate to mend clothes! Rather throw them away and buy new. I mended clothes for too many years. I have an aversion to mending clothes now! Ughhhhh!!!!!!