This box of embroidery hoops was in the donations pile at the Thrift Shop the last time I worked there. I took a photo because the hoops reminded me of my grandmother. My Grandma Peters did embroidery and she taught me how to embroider too.
Ready to board my grandfather’s truck and head off to my grandparents’ farm in Gnadenthal for a few days
On a few occasions, I had the chance to go to her house in Gnadenthal for a visit on my own. This was a special time because I had Grandma to myself instead of sharing her with my fourteen cousins and three siblings.
My Grandma and Grandpa
Those embroidery lessons with Grandma are a positive memory because I enjoyed her company and attention and learning to embroider taught me patience and perseverance.
I have a piece of Grandma’s embroidery as a keepsake. I keep it on my bedroom dresser as a reminder of the many good life lessons Grandma taught me.
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Sure reminds me of my gramps also, and the great time staying with them .
Thanks
Robert DYCK
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Nice to hear from you Robert. My cousins and I often reminisce about the good times we had together in Gnadenthal.
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