Remembering Rick

I was finishing the placemats when Rick came to mind. He was a knitter who came to our little group whenever he could. He had lost his job due to the economy and didn’t have much, but he was always a pleasure to have around. One Sunday he brought in a little goodie bag to share with us. A neighbor had given him his deceased wife’s knitting things. I wasn’t going to bother, but it was passed around and wound up in my lap. I took a cursory look and saw a small stiletto. I have one, but this was short and it looked like it had a nice grip. Now, I use it every time I quilt. It’s perfect for me. I love it.
Thanks, Rick. You’re the best!

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