Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Musical Spools

This lovely story from Blair Hobbs makes me smile:

I grew up in Auburn, AL, and Opelika, AL is just a few miles away. It's the Norma Rae town and has a large textile mill (I'm sure you know this). Anyway, I remember how sparse my elementary school music room was, but there were huge boxes of old thread spools that were discarded by the mill. I remember sitting in a large circle, with my music class, as our teacher, Mrs. Shell, instructed us to keep time with the music by tapping the metal tips of the spools together. It was a sweet clicking sound. For a deeper tap, we'd switch ends and tap the spool "heads" together. Your book helped me recall this memory, so I thought I'd share.
 
 
 

-- Photo Courtesy of Blair
 
 

I asked Blair if I could share her story & a photograph of her about the time of the musical spools. Here is what she writes about the shot:

It's a picture of the neighbor's mean cat visiting my grandmother and me on my parents' patio. With the photo blown up, I can see how the backyard used to be an Alabama pine forest (and then a tornado came). This grandmother used to crochet sweaters for her clothes hangers. Her closet was a rainbow; each hanger was a different yarn color, and she'd decorate their necks with ribbons, silk flowers, and frosted wax berries.
 
 

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Sweaters for her clothes

Sweaters for her clothes hangers. WONDERFUL! Blair once made elaborate outfits for a dozen doughnuts.

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