June, my paternal grandmother, who died when I was 17 and too young to appreciate her. She was a seamstress, making both gorgeous quilts and much of my kindergarten wardrobe (plaid polyester bellbottom pantsuits were so in). I am sure that her being a “maker” was passed on to my dad and then to my brother and I, and if she were still here, I would give her a hug and tell her “thank you.”
Lovely post, Chris, and I’m glad my J helped!
And she’d hug you back and say, “You’re welcome.”
My great grandma was a knitter/crocheter and general “maker” of things. I’m sure I inherited the gene from her – even if I discovered it too late for her to know.
That’s sweet.
What a sweet post. I credit my paternal grandmother with giving me the creative “urge”, too. That’s so cool.
What a lovely post about your Grandma June. She’d be thrilled with you handiwork.
She is cheering on your knitting!
She would definitely be proud of you…
i’m sure she’d be very proud of you and your craftiness!
Very touching post and a long line of craftiness in your family!
You know that song ‘Who needs Sleep – no you’re never gonna get it…’? I think it’s the themesong for our house lately!
bell-bottomed pants.. I was there when.. 🙂 (except it was never polyester for me ! eeyyyeewww)
I was a blue-jean-baby.
Many blessing on the lineage of June – she would indeed be proud of you.
Thank God for June. What a lovely tribute to her.
Ah yes, I had all my clothes made for me by my mum when I was a kid – I so wished that I could go to a store! My grandmother crocheted me the most amazing poncho when I was a kid. That’s a lovely post about your grandmother June.
Our grandmothers (and mothers) gave us such wonderful gifts, didn’t they? Your tribute to Grandmother June is wonderful!
(((hugs)))
(and head scritches to Chaos!)
What a nice thought about your Grandmother. I am glad I have maker’s in my family that have passed maker goodness on to me as well.
Nice post about your grandmother. I’m sure she would be proud.
I had an aunt who made most of my clothes when I was in grade school. I still remember them.
Ancestral energy informs our lives.
That’s my religion, in fact.
Re: ghost stories, a girlfriend of mine started an anthology about a haunted house in a certain neighborhood of an urban area.
All of us familiar with the area were invited to submit a story for each room in the haunted house. So each room in the house had its own little ghost story that the friends of the writer were creating. Neat project, didn’t get finished.
Some of us (we Asatru pagans) even create Shinto-type altars for our ancestors. The cool things are the tiny little bits that remind you of their day-to-day existence (for example a pair of old bedroom slippers or something they handled daily – that stuff has a lot of good ancestor energy).
Animism? Perhaps.
But human instinct persists under the veil of civilization. 🙂
What a beautiful tribute. 🙂