Category: Memories from Back Home
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Haircutting at the Monastery
When I lived in a monastery, the Abbot asked who knew how to cut hair. I raised my hand; I had never cut anyone's hair. But being 19, in…
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French Rooster
An American Rooster sets up in France and starts cock-A-doodling in French! When my Mother was 13, she made this little yellow pot-holder rooster. The delicate black stitches have remained straight and even. The button eye has kept its twinkle;…
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A Gift my Mother Gave
My Mother and Aunt Marie used to go to the antique auctions when I was little. After dinner dishes were done, she would race off with a smile, high hopes written all over her face. A 1920s blue glass beaded…