Do you remember
 

When you first noticed someone sewing, was it your mother, aunt, etc. What age and do you think that had anything to do with you going on to sew later in life? I remember my mom cutting fabric on the table and I would sit under it and I loved to hear the scrunching of the scissors on the table. She also had a spangle, is that what that big iron thing is? I loved the smell of her ironing the clean fabric. That was when I was 3 and 4, later when I was 12, she started sewing again and then I took over and have never stopped.:)

My mother was always sewing and when we went to grandmas she was always sewing and had a project cutting out on her kitchen counter and a quilt in the frame in her dining room. I guess if i don't have some type of project spread out somewhere I feel lost and so almost lost.......I hope that makes sense.

i think you're thinking of a 'mangle'...but i love the idea of 'spangle'....sparking, happy ironing!!! I have one now myself because of

I remember my mom sewing when I was young. Do not remember at what age, but she did do some at home. That is on top of the job she had to sew clothes. My Aunt (her sister) also sewed clothes all the time and worked for the same company but at different locations. I would say that I got into sewing because of my mom. Stopped sewing in my late teens, but picked it back up in my early 30's and have not stopped since. Do not like making clothes, but love making Quilts and crafty items :o

Both of my grandmothers saved all their feed and flour sacks for my mom and she made ALL of my clothes until I was old enough to do my own. My first winter coat was my dad's wool pea coat from the navy repurposed to a coat for me. Guess underwear and socks were the only things she bought for me until I was nearly grown.

My mom always made dresses for me and my sis. I can remember standing on the table for the hem to be marked, and if I got fidgety, she would say, "maybe I should give this to some other little girl who will appreciate it more."

I definitely got my love of sewing from her.

I do not remember my mother sewing. She would repair clothes every now and then but nothing of interest. It wasn't until later that I know a sister in law of a friend that made drapes for a living and I was in awe at the beauty she made. I still did not get the bug until my daughters friends mother made her a quilt. The awe came back, the bug bit, and I just had to learn.

My Mom, God bless her, could not sew a button on. But I had an Aunt who was a magnificent seamstress, and once I saw her sitting at her machine, I SO wanted to learn too. My folks, who could ill afford it with seven kids, somehow stretched the budget and bought me a little Singer sewing machine and lessons at the local Singer sewing center for Christmas when I was about 11. I've been sewing, and loving it, ever since. I didn't get into quilting until about 5 years ago. And in regards to the "spangle" mentioned above. My Mom had one of those, and I also loved sitting with her and watching her iron. My Dad was an Air Force pilot, and she would iron his flight suits - replete with about 21 zippers - to perfection!!! Wow, I sure miss my Mom.

When I was young, my mother was one of the few mothers with a job. She and her sisters worked in a slip factory. She was a piece worker and would get paid on how many she did each day. She only used her sewing machine for repairs at home. Years later, she would make clothes for herself, and specialty clothes for my dad, as he suffered a stroke. My "sewing" memories are sitting on the stairs of the factory with the other kids after school, waiting for our mothers. The ownera were a nice couple and he used to give the girls pieces of lace and odds and ends to make clothes for our dolls. Now I know that the factory was a sweatshop, she worked hard.

My Mother and Aunts were beautiful seamstresses. I learned in school in 6-8th grades, and Mother would help me. I was about 12, and am 76 and still loving to sew. I quit making my Dresses, outfits around 1970 when fabric costs doubled and discovered I could buy clothing cheaper, and better than I could sew it. One year I made all my BIL's nice jackets. They loved them, and of course one for my then husband....... Now I just make the quilted things. Sadly, my DIL and GD show no interest in learning to sew! Mother had a Mangle and I loved it and had one also when I married. Was a Mangle Expert, white shirts, military uniforms, etc. Sheets of course, loved doing them~! Wish I still had one! LOL

I remember my mother always sewing. She made all her clothes and ours too. She wasn't a quilter but made LOTS of "fluffy" dresses for my daughter and neices when they were small.

I remember my Mom and Aunt Vi making dresses for me for school and special occasions. I started playing with scraps making things for my Ginnie doll with a needle and thread. When I was about 10 or 11 Mom let me play with her sewing machine, she was so brave, and from there on I have always loved sewing for myself, my kids and friends. I too remember Mom using an Ironrite to press all kinds of things mostly sheets. I bought one when pregnant with my daughter and pressed sheets and pillow cases. They made the bed linens so smooth.

I was about 6yrs old, it was Halloween, I remember the costume she made for me. I was a pilgram. That was very special to me, I remember that as if it were yesterday. My mother made my sisters and I clothes now and then. My grandmother who lived next door (2 family house) was always crocheting, tatting, making pillow cases. She made all her own dresses (without a pattern). I spent a lot of time over at grandma and grandpa's. It wasn't till I was a little older around 12. Grandma and Grandpa moved to Florida. When visiting one year, I saw a crocheted poncho in the back of a tv guide. Grandma taught me basic crochet stitches. I made a beautiful poncho on the first try. I love working with my hands and being creative. I took home ec. in high school, half of the term was cooking, the other half sewing. End of the term, we had to make an outfit for the final. I picked a simple pattern and mom and I picked out nice fabric. In my class, I was able to pin the pattern, cut it. Came to putting in the zipper, I got frustrated. Mom to the rescue. I got an A on the project. When the teacher bumped into my mother, she said, your daughter did a great job, and quite lucky having a mom help her out.
Here I am dabbling here and there doing needpoint, macrame, crocheting...now quilting...the bug has bit, and won't let go

My mom always had a black Singer sewing machine in a cabinet...it was just there...always open...frequently used. When I was about 4 years old my older sister told me that babies came from the mother's stomach and they cut the stomach open, got the baby out and sewed the mother back up. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out how they got the mother's stomach through the sewing machine to do that!!! That was the only kind of "sewing" I had ever seen...my mother never did hand sewing.

My grandmother, she had an old tredle Singer sewing machine. She would let me sew on it and make my doll clothes. I guess by that, that I was around 7 or 8. I lived most of my life with my grandmother. She taught me how to Crochet, sew, and cook. There were so many kids in our family, and dad was a farmer, so grandma took me in. I was the special one. I was so lucky.

I remember my Grandmother sewing on a treadle. I really wasn't interested until Home Ec in HS. For Christmas that year I had a sewing a machine under the tree! I was mostly self taught and made my maternity clothes and children's clothes and until they were old enough to want Designer items!

I can't remember a time when my Mom didn't sew. Everything in our home made of cloth went through her machine at some point. Coats, drapes, snow pants ( remember snow pants?), clothing . Every night after dinner she would go to her machine for at least an hour. Once she told me that if she did not make about one new item every other week for each that she would never be able to keep us clothed. I can remember waiting for her to finish cutting so we could have some scraps for doll/barbie clothes. That was the only thing I think barbie was good for , ....learning to sew outfits.
She also knit our sweaters, hats, gloves, scarves... pretty amazing seeing how she worked full time.

My Mom had one of those huge wooden quilt frames hanging from the ceiling. We loved to crawl under it! I can't remember a time when she didn't sew, and I inherited the love of creating anything in fabric from her. She's 89 now and I'm her caregiver and she still ooohhs and ahhhs over anything I make! :) She such an inspiration!

I don't remember when I first saw my mother sewing on her treadle, but I do remember the treadle from a very young age. When I was in high school she bought a new New Home, which I eventually ended up with. While in 3rd grade, we lived with my grandparents because my dad had been sent overseas (this was right after Pearl Harbor). My mother decided to take this opportunity to go to business school so that she could take care of us if anything happened to my dad, and while she was in school, my grandmother taught me to sew on her sewing machine. I started making thinks like pajamas, skirts, etc., then went on to doll clothes. I have sewn ever since, and I am now 77.

At a very young age my mom was divorced with 3 children. That was during the days when there was no government help for divorced women. My mother survived by taking in ironing and sewing for one of the better to do ladies in our town. She used to take apart worn cloths and remake them into a small size for the ladies kids. Now the kids she sewed for are in their 70 and 80 and married into families with a lot of money. I sometimes wonder if they remember wearing cloths my mother made for them. I have a quilt that Mom made out of wool scraps and I am sure she got the pieces from sewing for others. My mother was a perfectionist in her sewing and taught me more than I ever learned in school about sewing. How greatful I am for a mother who would teach me but how sorry I am that I didn't start quilting while Mom was here and could enjoy it with me.

My mother! She made my dresses, dolls and toys, slippers for the family; she was always sewing. As a child, I remember falling asleep to the whirring sound of her sewing machine, and it was so comforting. She cut out patterns on the floor! She was a great seamstress, and she instilled a desire within me to sew. However, she was not a quilter, so I don't have much left of what she made. My grandmother sewed too, either by hand or on a treadle model sewing machine. She had 11 children and many, many grandchildren. I asked her if she would make one thing for me, and she made me a Yo Yo pillow. I still have it and it is my pride and joy!

I think I was born next to a sewing machine... my mom started making her own clothing before I was born, so I can't actually remember the first time I noticed a sewing machine. I started sewing when I was 8 and have never stopped!

Mother made Easter Dresses for my sister and I as we got a bit older...it was not one of her favorite activities...lol. She had a sister in Ireland who could see a dress in the store and come home and duplicate it without a pattern. Her daughter is the same. I think I got my sewing genes from her. My Aunt in Galveston always had a quilt in the works when we went to visit on weekends. I was in love with her treadle and all the pretty fabrics. She is why I can't go into a LQS without leaving with more fabric than I ever need.

I remember watching my grandmother (who brought us up) sewing on her treadle machine, making us clothes. She began showing me how to sew when I was around 9 or 10 and I loved it. I was sewing simple skirts and tops before my teens and have sewed ever since. The ironing machine was called a mangle. She had one of those too, but I never got to use it. That was back in the day when everything was ironed including the sheets and pillowcases! Oh the good old days. I'd give my eye teeth for that treadle machine that grandma had. Haven't got a clue where it went when we moved from the farm, but I never saw it again.

The "scrunch" of the scissors going through fabric - yes! That brought memories flooding back. My Mum sewed or knitted all our clothes for me and my 2 sisters - couldn't afford to do anything else. At first she had a small hand machine that did chain stitch, but later(about 1968) bought a Husqvarna Viking that 's still going strong. It cost her 40 pounds (about 60 dollars). I used to sit and watch her and she tried to teach me - but I was useless at sewing! It was 40 years before I found my sewing home, first with cross stitch, then quilting. I still don't do dressmaking, and have no desire to try.

I remember my grandma sewing feed sacks into clothes for me, and me sewing the feed sacks into blouses and skirts myself! And one of my warmest coats was cut down from a coat she had which had been a spring coat, so she made a very heavy lining and put that into the coat. It was deep red coat with a velvet collar and boy was it warm. Grandma could do anything. I think if one lived on a farm back then they were pretty lucky. I was pretty lucky.

I grew up with my mom always sewing. She learned how to make some clothes. I don't remember it, but she remembers us telling her to just whip us up outfits for school. Of course it would be an hour before we had to be on the bus. She did it a few times. So that is a little joke in the family still to this day...we just "whip it up". My mom let us sew at a very young age. I'm very grateful that she taught me all I know.

My grandfather had a grain business. Some of his customers wanted him to dump the feed into their bins, so my Nana got lots of grainbags, as we called feedsacks, for sewing. When the train came in with his supply, Grampa would pick her up and they would climb into the freight car where she would pick out the grainbag patterns she wanted, and he would take those to his customers who didn't want the bags. My mom, sister and Nana all sewed. Nana made clothing, hundreds of aprons for the church guild to sell, and table and bureau scarves on her treadle machine. How I would like to have that machine now.

My mother made all my dresses as a little girl and growing up. When I started high school she told me in no uncertain terms that I WOULD take home economics in school. Although I wasnt real happy about it at the time, today I am so thankful she did make me do it. Now I'm making clothes for my grandchildren as I did for my children. She also made me help with canning as a child and for that I am also thankful.

My mom was the kind that we would go to town and do some shopping. We would find what we liked and then go find patterns that were close to matching the dress we picked out and go home and make it. Some times it would take two or three patterns to alter to make one dress.

It was my grandmother. We lived next door to her and we could not sit down unless we were crocheting or doin
g something else. She must have been the original "dumpster diver". She lived near the factories in Los Angeles and she would collect fabric that was being tossed out and make quilts. This was in the 60's. She died with house full of fabric.

My grandmother always sewed and she got me going. I really don't remember starting but I was always sewing..I remember sewing for my dolls at 4 but am sure it was before that I really started.

my mom sewing on the kitchen table...oh my probably45 years ago.

I don't ever NOT being around sewing. My mother and both grandma's were wonderful seamstresses. Something was being sewn all the time. I don't remember having a "store bought" dress until I was in 5th or 6th grade. I taught my daughters and one granddaughter to sew. The tradition continues.

My first memory of my mom sewing was when I was about 7 years old, watching The Wizard of Oz for the first time. I got scared by the wicked witch, so I went to my mom for comfort, and she was at her sewing machine. My mom and my sister were both very talented seamstresses, but I could never get the hang of cutting the pattern. I tried once or twice in high school, hated it, and didn't try again until this past year. I'm 42 now. I have discovered that I love piecing together a quilt, but I still have no interest in making clothes.

I was just talking about this with my husband the other day. I honestly can't remember when I learned to sew or from whom.... I don't remember my mother ever making clothes for us, but she must have known how to sew as I think she did help me a little. I was very young and used her sewing machine, but probably learned to sew more "properly" from Home Economics courses in high school. Of course, I thought I knew it all then!!

But the reason I was talking about it with my husband is that someone asked me to teach them how to sew and I can't think where to begin!!

My Moma could sew everything from slip covers to suits. She made all my clothes and my 2 sisters. I did'nt have a store bought dress till I was a teenager. I can remember sitting on the floor by her as she sewed and playing with Sun Bonnet Sue quilt blocks. As soon as my legs got long enough to reach the foot pedal she taught me how to sew. I don't know where those quilt blocks came from, I don't think Moma made them, but years later she made a baby quilt from them for my sisters first born. I made clothes for my 3 little girls and their dolls. In 1975 I started quilting and I have never stopped.

I remember my mom sewing when I was quite young. I remember sitting on the dinning room floor (her sewing area) and playing in the buttons. I also remember coming home from school for lunch (no hot lunch programs then) and her shoving things in drawers of the sewing machine cabnet saying " oh, is it lunch time already". I wondered how she could forget lunchtime (I wasn't a sewer then). Of course the things she stuffed in the drawers were new pajamas, doll dresses, new dresses for us girls, ect for Christmas. I think half of her live was spent at the sewing machine. When she got Alzhiemers, she called me one evening to ask how to put a quilt onto the frame. I told her, but after we hung up, I cried all night knowing that my "mommy" was leaving me. She never did get to finish the quilt, she was put in a nursing home shortly after that call. My sister finished the quilt for her granddaughter's wedding that Mom was making in for. Sorry this is so long. Guess I should never answer a "do you remember" question.