|Mama's treadle machine|
|1950's dress pattern|
I remember playing one hot summer afternoon at the farm. I was wearing a shirtwaist dress fastened with tiny buttons and a wide sash tied in a big bow in the back. I was having so much fun playing with the many cousins gathered at Grandma's house that I almost waited too long to go to the toilet, which at this time was outside. After having my aunt unbutton my dress, I quickly ran to take care of business. It wasn't until I returned to have the dress buttoned and tied again that I realized dresses do not have to come off to use the bathroom. Now why would that memory stay with me fifty odd years?