Monday, September 26, 2011

MeandMarj: No one sews anymore.

Grandmother: I hate those pillows! I need a rosy red fabric.
Alison: Let's go to Calico Corners on Saturday.
Grandmother: There's one here?
Alison: Yes! Right on King Street.
Grandmother: When I first moved here, there were three fabric stores. Now, there are none because no one sews anymore.
Alison: My friend, Lexi, is taking a sewing class next weekend. Isn't that admirable?
Grandmother: Yes, it is. You know, I used to make all my own clothes. I'll show you some!
Alison: Grandmother, I've seen a lot of them. Remember? We used to play dress up!
Grandmother: No.
Alison: Oh, come on, the fashion shows!?!
Grandmother: Oh! Yes! Up, up...
Alison: Up at Eastman! And we'd put on old records and come down the stairs. What wonderful memories...
Grandmother: Yes, those were great memories. What are you doing?
Alison: Writing.
Grandmother: Doesn't look like it.
Alison: I'm typing our  conversations on my phone! I'm keeping special memories!
Grandmother: What in the world is special about this?
Alison: This wonderful conversation!

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