Sewing Love: My Daughter’s Graduation Dress from Late Wife’s Silk Surprised the Whole Town

items she gave me was an old sewing machine.

“You could sell it,” she’d said.

I never did.

Now I pulled it out.

Set it on the dining room table.

And stared at it.

Maybe I was crazy.

But maybe…

Maybe I could make the dress myself.

My mother had taught me basic sewing when I was young.

Nothing professional.

Nothing impressive.

But enough to know how a machine worked.continue reading …