This evening my granddaughter, the artistic one who is a senior at the Columbus College of Art and Design, sent me a video clip of her wearing a very special dress, a dress with a history. Several months ago I had given her a dress that I had had since 1965. I had woven the fabric from fine wool yarn in shades of blue, teal and green while I was in college. After I graduated I asked one of my cousins, who was a very good seamstress, to make a dress from a pattern I provided - a fitted sheath with a short skirt and cap sleeves. I wore it as a jumper with a silky blouse. It was a nice teaching outfit. After I got married and had children the dress didn't fit anymore so I hung it away, tucked away in the back of my closet until last year. I decided that the time had come to part with it. So I offered it to my granddaughter, telling her she could cut it up and use the fabric any way she chose. Instead she chose to wear the dress over a black long sleeved top and black tights. The video she sent shows her in the dress at a party she went to yesterday where, she said, she explained the history of the dress. It fits her perfectly, and I'm thrilled to know it's being worn again.
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