I love sewing. I was poor, grew up in a poor family in Montana. I was so poor I had to wrap Burlap Feed Sacks - once empty - on my torn handme down shoes with Barbed Wire just to get Traction on the two mile walk down the Ice Covered Frontage Road to the School Bus Stop. I learned how to sew when I would inherit my sisters pants. I would have to sew rear pockets on them to keep them looking like "Guy" pants!
