I told mom she was a sewing machine. She was! Dad had taken her to JoAnne's and had bought a whole bunch of new material. Mom asked Bill to cut (he cut the whole bag) and I helped her by getting squares ready and cutting them apart when she was done. By the time Sandy came over we had piles of squares. We all left for a mid-afternoon walk and Mom wanted to sew some more when we got home! I was tired and mom was still going strong. We thank God she is still sewing.
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