Oops... sorry... delurking... the mysterious email harvester...

What a great story! I love having things that have a story to them, too.

DH & I are in the process of trying to buy a vacation home in the Endless
Mountain region of northern PA.

Last week, while having the inspection done at the home in question, we
discovered that the wife was born in Germany, and that she has nothing that
belonged to any of her parents or grandparents. It made me sad for her.
This came up because DD & I were talking about getting a swing for the front
porch, which is something I've always dreamed of having. Right now, I don't
even have a porch. We were admiring the one on the front lawn, and the
wife, Bonnie told us that the swing was the only thing her husband, Chris,
has from his grandfather, and that the grandfather had made the swing.

It made me realize again, how fortunate I am to have so many things around
me that remind me of relatives & friends that are no longer here, or things
that people have made just for me.

My grandparent's Hoosier cabinet that they got as a wedding present is now
my china cabinet filled with their Blue Willow Ware dishes that I remember
from every family dinner when I was a child. I used to keep the Willow Ware
packed away for special occasions, but pulled it out a few years ago,
realizing that the Corelle with the spring green design were never going to
break or leave me unless I gave them away, so I did. I used the Willow Ware
every day, and enjoy it very much. The kids are so funny when they see BWW
show up in an old TV show or movie. All 3 of my girls want it. There's
enough for all of them; my grandparents had 7 children, and when all of us
got together for a family meal, there was enough for all the adults &
children. A typical Sunday dinner was usually 40-50 people. And that was
just my Mom's family.

I love sitting in my dear Aunt Martha's reading chair, with cats on my lap,
trying to read or sew a binding without disturbing the cats, because we all
know, if you mess with them, they'll just sit on top of what you're trying
to do.

I also love having my other grandmother's old quilts & unfinished projects
that one day, when I have the time, I will be stitching up there on that new
porch swing while DH is out fishing for dinner.

And the thing I love most is that my DH has accepted the fact that even
though Aunt Martha's chair is quite ragged, I will eventually reupholster it
and it will look as wonderful as it once was. He also understands why I
have so much stuff, and why it's hard for me to part with things. Which is
kind of unusual, because he's only the 2nd generation of his family to be
here in this great country of ours, and there are no family heirlooms to
speak of.

Which brings me to my new friends, all of you. That's why I love RCTQ & the
swaps, exchanges, squishies, hugs, siggy squares, round robins, and all the
love & memories that go with them. I love all of you! I come & go
sometimes for various reasons, but I'm really always here, as I know you are
too. I thank all of you for that, and for your words of wisdom, support &
care.

--
Royce
A day hemmed in prayer is less likely to unravel.


"Vivien &/or Tony" wrote in message
...
Kia Ora,

But, actually, there is a story about the Pig.

When DH and I married many moons ago my FIL gave us, as a gift, a chopping
board in the shape of a pig that he had made. He and my MIL had been to
Europe previously sometime (not sure when), and he had seen it somewhere
in
Switzerland, had taken a paper pattern, and when he returned to NZ had
made
one each as gifts for his children when they married.

Our Pig chopping board is used every day.

When Susan and Martyn were here in NZ they returned after their touring
for
a last night in Auckland, and mentioned that they wished they'd bought the
chopping board when they saw it. We went to a few shops that might have
had
what they were looking for, but had no luck. I don't know what they were
looking for, but they couldn't find it here in Auckland. But we'd told a
good friend of ours the Pig story, and he'd already made for us 3 more
chopping boards - one for each of our two daughters, for the appropriate
moments, and an extra, just in case.

Well, when Susan and Martyn were here, the "just-in-case" moment arrived,
and it's really great that a Pig chopping board has gone as a wedding
present back to Switzerland, in a sense bringing the story full circle.

Vivien in Auckland, New Zealand
(P.S. Great to know it's so useful)

That's really well said. It is nice to use things that are a memory of
folks we miss.
Taria

Royce wrote:
What a great story! I love having things that have a story to them, too.

DH & I are in the process of trying to buy a vacation home in the Endless
Mountain region of northern PA.

Last week, while having the inspection done at the home in question, we
discovered that the wife was born in Germany, and that she has nothing that
belonged to any of her parents or grandparents. It made me sad for her.
This came up because DD & I were talking about getting a swing for the front
porch, which is something I've always dreamed of having. Right now, I don't
even have a porch. We were admiring the one on the front lawn, and the
wife, Bonnie told us that the swing was the only thing her husband, Chris,
has from his grandfather, and that the grandfather had made the swing.

It made me realize again, how fortunate I am to have so many things around
me that remind me of relatives & friends that are no longer here, or things
that people have made just for me.

My grandparent's Hoosier cabinet that they got as a wedding present is now
my china cabinet filled with their Blue Willow Ware dishes that I remember
from every family dinner when I was a child. I used to keep the Willow Ware
packed away for special occasions, but pulled it out a few years ago,
realizing that the Corelle with the spring green design were never going to
break or leave me unless I gave them away, so I did. I used the Willow Ware
every day, and enjoy it very much. The kids are so funny when they see BWW
show up in an old TV show or movie. All 3 of my girls want it. There's
enough for all of them; my grandparents had 7 children, and when all of us
got together for a family meal, there was enough for all the adults &
children. A typical Sunday dinner was usually 40-50 people. And that was
just my Mom's family.

I love sitting in my dear Aunt Martha's reading chair, with cats on my lap,
trying to read or sew a binding without disturbing the cats, because we all
know, if you mess with them, they'll just sit on top of what you're trying
to do.

I also love having my other grandmother's old quilts & unfinished projects
that one day, when I have the time, I will be stitching up there on that new
porch swing while DH is out fishing for dinner.

And the thing I love most is that my DH has accepted the fact that even
though Aunt Martha's chair is quite ragged, I will eventually reupholster it
and it will look as wonderful as it once was. He also understands why I
have so much stuff, and why it's hard for me to part with things. Which is
kind of unusual, because he's only the 2nd generation of his family to be
here in this great country of ours, and there are no family heirlooms to
speak of.

Which brings me to my new friends, all of you. That's why I love RCTQ & the
swaps, exchanges, squishies, hugs, siggy squares, round robins, and all the
love & memories that go with them. I love all of you! I come & go
sometimes for various reasons, but I'm really always here, as I know you are
too. I thank all of you for that, and for your words of wisdom, support &
care.

Loved your webpage. Especially the converter! What a great idea.

Happy Quilting

Connie
wrote in message ...
Sorry, Sorry, Sorry, Sorry, Sorry, Sorry,
Hanging my head in shame...

I should have delurked first! I do apologize.

Well, to introduce myself, you taught me all I know about quilting
starting in 1999, when I was still a Math student in Osnabrück,
Germany. I have since moved to Switzerland, married, and been too busy
to surf much. And I am a bit rusty and hence forgot my manners, and
also all the necessary settings, so I have appeared under several
names during this day. I apologize again for the inconvenience and
Thank you to all those who did reply.

I have just redone my web page - where the said trick works, by the
way (look at the souce code and you'll find the gobbledegook). Well,
there you will find out that I really do exist and maybe remember -
btw, hello to Vivien in NZL, we do fondly remember the time with you,
you were wonderful! The pig lives in the kitchen!

here's the URL http://www.wakeman.ch/patchwork/


web at wakeman point ch