30-Sept-99 Early
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About the time I started sewing, I was taking metal shop in high school. I greatly enjoyed sheet metal work, especially exercises like making two cylinders that met at an angle. There was a lot of geometry and three dimensional thinking involved. The nifty thing was that the shapes I was cutting out of galvanized iron to make cylinders that met at an angle were the same shapes that I cut out of cotton at the top of a shirt sleeve. It shouldn't take more than a second of thought to say, “Of course!”
“It's too bad I'm not building a suit of armor,” I thought to myself. “I'd be able to combine both of these new skills.”
I forgot to mention that I saw two raccoons loping across the street when I came home from work two evenings ago. That wouldn't have been at all surprising seven years ago, but there was a rabies epizootic (= epidemic among animals) in southern New England around 1993 and 1994 and the raccoons were decimated. They're coming back.
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