Did your mother have a sewing machine? Mine did. Once a month or so, my mother would pull out the Singer sewing machine and darn socks, ripped underwear and replace buttons. She would sew patches on my ripped jeans and I was ready to go. Sewing was part of everyday life. I learned the basics of sewing. My grandmother would sometimes ask me to “thread the needle” for her since her eyesight was not too keen. So I would kiss the thread and do the job.
Today though – it seems that sewing (as I remember it) has gone the way of the rotary telephone. In my house, we don’t sew ripped socks anymore (they go in a donation bin). When something needs sewing, we take it to the local cleaners and they do the job for a few dollars. I still carry one of those matchbook-sized sewing kits (a few needles and some thread) when I travel but in the years I’ve carted it along – I don’t think I’ve ever used it (except once using a needle to remove a sliver).
The Huffington Post had an article (October 17, 2014) that said millenials don’t know how to sew, do laundry or even take care of their clothes. They also don’t know how to cook (Marketwatch); figure out tire pressure; handle finances; do routine first aid; or . . . . quite a few things. I am thinking about quitting the legal profession and opening a gas station with a laundry service, fast food counter and a medical clinic. With Wi-Fi . . . . . .