Dear Group, I guess I just had to share with you the following. vee Just a misty memory Do you remember the TV series "The Golden Girls" when old Sophia would start out a long-winded story that went something like this. "Just picture it. It was back in 19. . ." Well, tonight I feel like Sophia. Just picture it. It was back around 1935 when I was about four years old or so. OK, I could impress upon you the fact that it was in the middle of the Great Depression; however, I certainly wasn't aware of it as a kid and I can't recall getting any sort of lecture to remind me that our country was in the middle of a depression. Hey, about all the demands that I ever made of my parents was just to beg them for a penny to buy some candy. What more could I have wanted? But I digress. The misty memory I still have in my mind is the sunny afternoon when I sat in front of mother's foot-pedaled sewing machine and watched her manipulating the material through the foot and needle of the magic machine where she was sewing up a brand new dress for me. I was totally fascinated by the mechanics of it. I guess I sat there for a long time-at least in my memory-but there came a time where my fascination with the machinery overcame me. I had become fascinated with the little hole in the back of the Singer sewing machine. It was a hole that had a swinging cover over it but at that time the cover exposed the hole and I could see something moving inside. And because I was about four years old, I had to stick my finger in the hole to investigate what was going on. And, of course you already know, the moving mechanism BIT my finger!! I jumped up and screamed and hollered and screamed and hollered some more! And of course my mother jumped up, investigated the HORRIBLE damage to my finger tip, realized the very minor damage, calmed me down with soothing and cooing words, bandaged my finger up and . . . Well, the entire experience left me with still a teeny tiny scar on my finger tip, but more than that, a misty memory that I cherish. Hey, do you want to see my scar?? See???