The Old Stove

September 2019

Oil on stretched canvas
Photo  to painting

That’s an old photo from Phylis Gable. I don’t know if I remember the old stove. I know there was a stove there. We had meetings there. John would go up and start the fire. And I would host. I was never any good at starting a fire. I’d probably burn the whole building down.

The meetings were for the Canning Club and also the Unit, which was something from Manhattan University, K-State. The lessons from the Unit came directly from there. We’d send a member for the lesson, and the member was supposed to come back and teach it to the rest of us. It worked pretty good depending on who got sent. I went once, but I don’t remember now. It was probably sewing.

I made a suit jacket for Jim (my son). I made my wedding dress. That was before I learned how to sew! And then, I went out to Manhattan and took some lessons about sewing and fitting. Then I come home and I taught some night classes at the Leavenworth High School. I made a coat for Carolyn one time. 

Later sewing kind of got on my nerves. I started riding and that took all my time. I started working too. I judged sewing at the fair one year. They wanted me the next year but I couldn’t go because I was working.