TERRE HAUTE —
Let me ask you something.
Mom was highly skilled with any sort of needlecraft. She made most of my clothes on an ancient treadle sewing machine. She could also knit and crochet and embroider and, if she had tried, I’ll bet she’d have been a whiz at needlepoint.
She certainly tried to make something out of me. She talked me into joining 4-H in a sewing group. I did get a blue ribbon at the county fair one year, but I think I finished the second year only because she rode herd on me all summer. I could never get past making a chain with a crochet needle, but Mom did make me feel good about that because she attached a mitten to either end of the chain, ran it up one sleeve of my coat and down the other and I didn’t lose a mitten all winter.
I achieved a reasonable proficiency at embroidering, but didn’t really hit my stride until we got to knitting.
I first learned to make the mittens at the end of my crochet chains. When I craved more of a challenge, Mom showed me how to cast off and make gloves with fingers. When I got a bit bored with that, I made tube socks and — finally — I got lessons in how to turn a heel on my bobby socks.
A lot of us knit in college. I decided I wanted to knit a pair of argyle socks. I selected pastels — white, pale pink and light gray. What Mom wasn’t around to tell me was that I needed to do everything to avoid tangling the colors. I am sure I must have spent more time getting untangled than I did in actually producing the finished product, but I did turn out a really pretty argyle sock. The trouble was that it was such an ordeal that I knew I would never — NEVER — produce a second sock.
I was telling the story of my one-sock effort to my grandsons the other day because one of their special friends is a genius with a crochet hook. When I got to the “never again” bit, they asked, “So, what did you do, Grandma?”
“Well,” I said, “There was a girl in my dorm who had only one leg, so I gave the sock to her.”
The boys had a good laugh, but allowed, “That was cold, Grandma.”
Actually, my young friend really liked the sock. I honestly felt I had solved a problem for both of us.
But, I leave it to you. I’ll give you “politically incorrect,” but cold?
Liz Ciancone is a retired Tribune-Star reporter. Send e-mail to opinion@tribstar.com.
Liz Ciancone
LIZ CIANCONE: Well, what would you do with only 1 sock?
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I grew up rather stupid. I didn’t realize it at the time. Neither did my teachers who seemed to think I had “promise.”
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I’ve been following plans for celebrating “The Year of the River” with interest. Rivers have played such a role in my life that I’ve celebrated a good many rivers. The Wabash River is merely the most recent example.
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I was asked the other day why I write about dogs I have known, but never about cats. “What’s the matter?” they asked, “Don’t you like cats?”
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I’m told that a pun is the lowest form of humor. I guess that typecasts me! I love them, but then, I like any type of word play.
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News this past week brought justice of a sort. The folks who decide these things have declined to pick anyone to be enshrined in the Baseball Hall of Fame this year.
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Let me ask you something.
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There has been lots of reporting lately about how long movies are becoming.
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I suppose everyone has a favorite holiday. My guess is that, for most of us, that holiday is Christmas. It's a holiday with a miracle no matter how old we get.
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It’s a funny thing about time. It can speed along so that you cannot believe that your kids can possibly be old enough to have good sense, or it can drag its heels while you wait for that first grandchild or while you are saving up for something really special.
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Why is it called "Black Friday"?
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I was relieved to have the World Series ending before the snow flies. Heck, it didn’t even last into November this year.
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