Many, many years ago, in a land far, far away...
Okay, so it was really 38 years ago in Moline,
Illinois--a land that really does feel far away. But
then and there Tam's mom was a whiz on the
sewing machine. She made most of the baby/toddler
clothes for her three kids. Tam's brother Dave, the
oldest, was the first to sport Cheryl's handiwork.
While fabrics of that day lacked in comfort and
breathability, Cheryl made up for it in her beautiful
finishing work. (These clothes really were very well
constructed -- a challenge I'm sure given the tiny
silhouettes she was working on!) Anyway, as this tale
would have it, Dave, Tracy, and Tammy were the
best dressed kids around.
Through the years, a couple of Dave's outfits have been
passed down to Tracy for her boys, and most recently, she
passed one on to Iron. Here's the little shipmate below,
finally big enough to sport the ever-dapper sailor's outfit
made by Grandma Cheryl.
Look at that smile! He had us hook, line, and
sinker...for a few minutes. Then he started to wail.
We think his sobs translated to, "Get me out of this
itchy polyester!" Sorry, Grandma, it's back to the
fabrics of the 21st century!
To prove the truth in this story, here is sailor
Reece, Tracy's oldest son who is now 7 years
Okay, so it was really 38 years ago in Moline,
Illinois--a land that really does feel far away. But
then and there Tam's mom was a whiz on the
sewing machine. She made most of the baby/toddler
clothes for her three kids. Tam's brother Dave, the
oldest, was the first to sport Cheryl's handiwork.
While fabrics of that day lacked in comfort and
breathability, Cheryl made up for it in her beautiful
finishing work. (These clothes really were very well
constructed -- a challenge I'm sure given the tiny
silhouettes she was working on!) Anyway, as this tale
would have it, Dave, Tracy, and Tammy were the
best dressed kids around.
Through the years, a couple of Dave's outfits have been
passed down to Tracy for her boys, and most recently, she
passed one on to Iron. Here's the little shipmate below,
finally big enough to sport the ever-dapper sailor's outfit
made by Grandma Cheryl.
Look at that smile! He had us hook, line, and
sinker...for a few minutes. Then he started to wail.
We think his sobs translated to, "Get me out of this
itchy polyester!" Sorry, Grandma, it's back to the
fabrics of the 21st century!
To prove the truth in this story, here is sailor
Reece, Tracy's oldest son who is now 7 years
old, followed by a shot of Tam's brother Dave,
circa early 1973. How handsome they are!
(Are those compression socks?!!)
(Are those compression socks?!!)
2 comments:
Wow. Let's see how many generations we can pass this thing down. It's cool to see the babies wearing the same thing, but a generation apart.
The rest of the blog has a bunch of new stuff for me. Great news about some of Benton's developments! I guess I haven't been on in a while.
So incredible!! Cheryl is indeed a many talented woman! Adorable to see all of the generational photos, too!
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