Aunt Norie’s Sewing Room
A note from an old friend; "Oh I remember the old curtain stretchers, however as I read that column I sat thinking and remembering those days, the heavy starch we'd dip them in before stretching them. ... I also recalled stretchers that did a lot more for us. Those were the pant stretchers that came along of course much later than the curtain stretchers. However I'm sure they are also antique by now."
Ah, yes there were those stretchers also. Our sons, then in the military, had to wear heavily starched uniforms. My son Ernie was in Viet Nam, as was her son, during those starched days. Our soldiers now at least have comfortable easy-care fabric to wear. Most guys back then, if they could afford it or were where they could, just sent their uniforms to the laundry to be done. They really were stiff like boards.
Those pant stretchers were busy though we also stretched blue jeans on them. Oh those blue jeans, they always shrank a good bit. The guys would put on a brand new pair jump in the horse tank, or the creek, soak them thoroughly and then let them dry on them. The result: They couldn't even get their hands in their pockets.
All before the days of automatic washers and dryers, and if you are under 40 you don't remember those days either.
This old world is just moving too fast. Don't get me wrong: I appreciate what we have today, I just can't seem to keep up.
-- Aunt Norie, P.O. Box 265, Tonganoxie 66086; firstname.lastname@example.org.