I wanted to share another fun article from "Reminisce" magazine Nov/Dec 1999
Pin Search Contest is Nothing New
(by Frances Kimball, Dexter Oregon)
In the 1930's, we were very poor, so mother did plenty of sewing to keep my four brothers and me looking decent. We wore a lot of hand me downs and nearly all had to be remodeled.
Just about once a year, mother would gather us together and say "it's time for a needle hunting party" You see, she had one of those big, fat tomato pincushions, and after so long all of her needles would disappear into the sawdust in the center.
We would each get five minutes at a time to try to find the lost needles. We'd squeeze and poke and push trying to see who could find the most.
The pincushion had been our grandmother's so there was no telling how many needles were still in there from years ago that we simply couldn't get without ripping the cushion.
The most we ever found was 17, but we always knew there had to be more and hated to stop. When we tired of looking, mother would have a big plate of warm peanut butter cookies waiting as a reward.
To this day, I have a small tomato pincushion. Every so often when I am out of needles, I start squeezing that thing and, sure enough I find all of my lost needles except for those few elusive ones.
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I hope you enjoyed this article from one of my favorite magazines.
Do you have a tomato pincushion??
Thanks for stopping by
Michele