tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post440294366680938832..comments2023-07-08T06:45:37.946-06:00Comments on Penrose Mornings: Blood Family Blog: More from the Orange Notebook - Christmas 1952Dwighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06174492647465668322noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-72674513490688185692010-01-08T15:54:49.449-07:002010-01-08T15:54:49.449-07:00Louise, thanks for vindicating me about the sewing...Louise, thanks for vindicating me about the sewing machine. I know that I sewed my clothes in our bedroom - but it could have been in Mother's room, off and on (after all, it could be moved.) And, I did tell you about where the figures came from - you didn't go back far enough????? MysteryElizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14728351230605312730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-28334292162014060172010-01-08T11:56:59.813-07:002010-01-08T11:56:59.813-07:00Now I have to comment on the expense record. Can y...Now I have to comment on the expense record. Can you imagine starting out on a major trip with only that much cash on hand, and spending only that much, just think-a motel room for only <br />$3.00. Where did you get this list from? Is there any other little tid-bits I might be interested in? You mentioned names and addresses.Louise Bloodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13720563725669666384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-77206169739420990752010-01-08T11:20:30.800-07:002010-01-08T11:20:30.800-07:00The consesus seems to be that the treadle sewing m...The consesus seems to be that the treadle sewing machine was in Mom's and Dad's bedroom. And in my memory I concur. So now we need to hear from Steve. It was at the head of Judy's bed when I was home sewing on my wedding dress in the fall of "53.Louise Bloodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13720563725669666384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-33124489992901605152010-01-08T09:15:53.013-07:002010-01-08T09:15:53.013-07:00Another memory of the sewing machine placement. I ...Another memory of the sewing machine placement. I was often assigned to make Mother and Dad's bed, or smooth out the tulip quilt and then pull up the bedspread. Could it be Mother was trying to keep me busy? The treadle machine was mean when stubbing one's toe on it. The space between the sewing machine and the chest was very small, so stubbing shoeless toes was common place. Am I making this up? Not!Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06652616779595499610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-83986287656847118962010-01-08T09:04:42.476-07:002010-01-08T09:04:42.476-07:00And I wondered off at school if I could possibly e...And I wondered off at school if I could possibly ever get a five dollar or ten dollar bill from home, or even a Christmas present. Makes you cry.Dwighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06174492647465668322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-43398074996530594752010-01-08T00:01:27.032-07:002010-01-08T00:01:27.032-07:00I first sewed on the treadle in Mom & Dad'...I first sewed on the treadle in Mom & Dad's bedroom with the cedar chest at my back. That was when I was in the 6th grade which equals 1951-52. Does that help or confuse?Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09288597968563641842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-59816990556367297682010-01-07T22:22:47.937-07:002010-01-07T22:22:47.937-07:00Treadle sewing machine in Dad and Mom's bedroo...Treadle sewing machine in Dad and Mom's bedroom during years I was there in the white house.Dwighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06174492647465668322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-45578427546966359302010-01-07T22:05:46.384-07:002010-01-07T22:05:46.384-07:00No, Ann - couldn't be in Mother and Dad's ...No, Ann - couldn't be in Mother and Dad's bedroom - that room was so tiny. The bed was in the alcove, and the chest along the north wall. When we learned to sew, the machine was in our bedroom. Maybe moved later?Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14728351230605312730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-393261656398766982010-01-07T15:37:44.622-07:002010-01-07T15:37:44.622-07:00What an amazing record. For some reason, my often ...What an amazing record. For some reason, my often flawed memory says the old treadle sewing machine sat at the end of Mother and Dad's bed, because that is where I sat when I learned to hem dishtowels. Mom would hide the flannel for Christmas PJ's somewhere, perhaps in her chest because we were all forbidden to get in it, but I remember searching for scraps of evidence in their bedroom and never found any.<br />In later years, when Judy and I were the only ones at home, the sewing machine - treadle and then replaced with an electric Singer when Judy needed to sew her wedding dress - was in our bedroom.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06652616779595499610noreply@blogger.com