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  • Here’s to family! Can’t wait to see the finished Argosy, hope your mom is doing well.

  • It always stymies me- who will be our children’s Leroy and Annie? Who will they see, when driving down the street, that will connect them back to who they were and who they are?
    So happy to hear that MMM is home. Happy Weekend, back at ya!

  • Dude. The snow across that river is gross. Glad to see you had some fun – and so glad the trip turned out good.
    Back to my miters oh guru swami you!

  • Glad your mom is doing better. I so understand going back to the hometown. Mine is in N.D. and very small. If I have to pick up something in the grocery, I’ll hear someone say my name and realize the cashier is an old classmate. For some reason, I seem to forget that some people stayed there after high school while I rapidly escaped!

  • I’ve been in that park! It was summer and it was gorgeous then. But I bet even more so in the winter with snow!

  • This post just made me ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Nice to hear your mom is OK. Sounds like a great reunion(s)!

  • Leroy/Annie/Laurie Ann.
    Man, sometimes I miss my childhood in Omaha. The childhood in Omaha that you had for all of us.
    Me, I used to hang at Hooter Brown’s, the truck stop, and sometimes Harry Butts JUNIOR would hang with us. You know I’m not making that up.
    LeroyAnnieLauriAnn sounds so much better. Probably also looks better from Manhattan, eh?
    Thanks for sharing.

  • Looks like you had fun, in spite of the reason for your visit. Hope your mom is better.
    Hey, you and Ann need to look at page 10 of the new Knit Picks catalog. They have quite a spread of your patterns. In the past they had the Nina Shawl, but now there are more. Take a look!

  • When my mom gave me a curfew in college, I told her that I wasn’t going to come home at that time. I’ll never forget that conversation, as she was REALLY mad at me. And I at her.
    Oh, and I’ve been to the Cloisters! And I wrote a paper about it in college! And I can’t remember anything else (except it is a lovely place).

  • Funny, but my mother is visiting my sister in Omaha this week, and I still haven’t forgiven her for the curfew in college either. Somethings you just can’t let go. Glad you made it home okay; my husband is snowed out and can’t be flown back in until Monday afternoon. I sense a Clive Owen marathon brewing.

  • I remember the centennial of Nebraska Statehood! I was in elementary school in Scottsbluff at the time. As I recall, it was in 1967. ๐Ÿ˜‰
    I was just back home last month. My outcome wasn’t as happy as yours. Ah, well. Dad is probably ejoying playing golf and baseball again, and Mom is cheering him on.
    Ruth

  • Glad MMM’s doing better enough that you were able to come home. I have to admit though, that the sight of the hand knit patch on the boy jeans brought back rather disturbing memories of the time my father darned (yes, Father, and yes, Darned) a hole in the knee of his one pair of jeans with dark green acrylic yarn my Mum had around the house. Sure, he did a fine job and all, but being seen with him in public in those? Not a good time for a teenager.

  • Glad to hear mom’s weel enough to come home – yay! Sorry about the overall purpsoe of your visit, but I sure am loving these homey hometown stories.
    Blessings.

  • Glad you’re home and having fun with the chicks [who suddenly seem very tall !].
    I know. e-mail…
    Have I ever told you that I love the way you write ?
    xxx

  • A blast from my past Kay. I grew up in NYC. To avoid the rush hour crush on the subway, I use to go uptown to the Cloisters and wander around for an hour or so.
    My father took me there when I was a little girl and I fell in love with Jean d’Alluye. Who knew it was preparing me to fall in love with Clive Owen :-}
    http://tinyurl.com/2w2ohb
    Ok I am a bit weird
    xoxo

  • Today I am wearing shorts and a tank top…I’m just sayin this is one reason the real estate is so h$gh in California……
    Gratitude for your Mom’s health and your daughterly duties of love.
    Love,

  • Thanks for sharing the memories. I have similar experiences when I go home to Wisconsin. I used to curse being born in the midwest, but time and distance has sure changed that. Oh, and thanks for the knitted jeans’ patch…I’m definitely going to give it a try.

  • What a sweet blog.
    I love your family.
    A curfew in college. I will have to tell my 17 year old daughter about that one. She is itching to be done with curfews.
    My Katie (7) really needs some knitted patches :o)
    I finished a lovely Moss Grid linen handtowel this week.
    I am sure it will last for all time and eternity :o)
    (Perhaps the knee patches should be linen!)

  • Enjoyed your post – I grew up in Kansas, and have a big family, so I can relate, so to speak. But you absolutly MADE me post by showing a picture of the Cloisters in the background! As a tapestry weaver, that is like Mecca to me. Even on a snow day, I want to be there.
    I am also knitting the Argosy wrap, using a lace weight snubby denim and white cotton blend. It is looking good so far (still on the first skein). Most of the knitting will be done on the train ride to and from California to see my parents – Kansas ex-pats.

  • Every pair of my 5-year-old son’s pants have a hole in the left knee. EVERY PAIR. What did you knit your patch out of and how well has it held up? I found another post about the patch, but didn’t find the materials. Thanks!!

  • The last time I saw that field in person was the weekend of the MedievalFest, or something like that, in early October. There were SO many people, and falcons, and witches and warlocks wandering around that I said I wouldn’t go back until I could have the park to myself. I’m glad that you got the opportunity!

  • Did you say “Fort Tryon Park”? Nobody mentioned my family had a park named after them! I loved your blog; One of my best childhood memories was with seeing a Walking Tall Movie Marathon with Amy, Uncle Paul and Aunt Liz at the drive-in. BTW, I called your mom after reading here that she was in the hospital and I’m going to pop over to see her and your dad tomorrow and take them some fettucine alfredo and cupcakes. Sorry I missed you while you were here.
    Love,
    Your other Omaha sister Laura

  • My mom was born and raised in Nebraska, and your description of it sounds very familiar. Thanks for sharing!