It's time to get back to some sewing!  I have puttered the last few days up in the sewing room but didn't get much done.   Mom was not a quilter, but she did sew clothes and curtains.  I  brought home  2 boxes of "stuff".  There is lots of bias tape, hem tape and even some double-knit!  (Double knit does make easy to care for tablecloths as they wash up nice, and no iron!)  I did find about 6 aprons she had cut out in the "wonderful country prints from the 1980s" and then she was going to put premade bias tape around the edges.  ugh!  I will finish the one she almost has basted, but the others will be cut into scraps via Bonnie Hunter's method.  :-)

 I am going to start back with A Lovely Year of Finishes this month.  In April, I was doing a challenge quilt for my guild which was due on April 11th  and I got it done.  Then I had to get the taxes done and on Monday the 15th, I went to take care of Mom and Dad, I never even started on the project I chose for April.  So o o o o.  I am going to make that my quilt to finish this month!  (See post of April 7th for move quilt details)

May we all joyfully finish our June projects!

Marsha

A Tribute to my Gentle-man Father

         It has been 2 months since I have written on the blog or sewed.  April was a daze of a month.  My Dad died.  He was a true gentleman.  Holding the door open for Mom and me at Wendys until the end.  He found out he had a tumor on/in his stomach/esophagus on Friday the 12th and on April 28th in the morning he left this world to be with Jesus in Heaven.
         Dad grew up during the depression and lost his father when he was 9 years old.  Fought in World War II and came home and married his sweetheart (67 years they celebrated). He started his family (3 children), and he provided for us and build a house which became a home that developed into a great neighborhood to grow up in.  Family get-togethers were many and he loved to celebrate Christmas!   He made sure we were involved in church, 4-H and  scouts.  That we played (or tried to) a musical instrument.  
          When he was 47 years old he quit his job and started a manufacturing company that made metal parts for many other companies.  Just two years ago he turned the company over to his sons.       
           Dad adored Mom.  In later years as Mom's memory failed, he became her caregiver.  When he found out about the tumor, he told the doctors,  "I have to get well to take care of my wife."  Even though he also had bone cancer, they were willing to try to see if they could give him more time with Mom.  I have to think that he was taking care of  Mom until the end. He was moved from the hospital to skilled nursing in a community home that had respite care for Mom in the  assisted living wing.  Now she is living there and doing well. 
            Dad lived 89 years on this planet and he lived it well.  His love will live on in each of his children and grandchildren.  Love you Dad!

Marsha