The Aunt Lily I Never Got To Know

Vol. 77 No. 12-The Jewish Criterion– January 30, 1931- Page 25 (view issue) Lillian Barniker, aged 16 years, daughter of Mrs. L.B. Cohen of 5626 Callowhill Street died on Monday, January 26. Surviving her, besides her parents, are a sister, Sadie, and a brother Jerome. Funeral services were held from the late residence on Tuesday,Continue reading “The Aunt Lily I Never Got To Know”

Everyone Has A Story

The book world is changing. When I wrote my first proposal for a book back in the turn of the century (That sounds way too old!) I hunted likely publishers, drove myself crazy writing the perfectly compelling proposal, and in the end received countless rejections and no means of putting the book to paper. ItContinue reading “Everyone Has A Story”

Autobiography of a Quilt #8 – The Last Entry

My stepdaughter, Dana, lives in Braddock, part of a collective called Transformazium. She is involved in many projects but the one that has caught my heart is General Sisters. I included one of their prints on my quilt. One of Dana’s favorite places to shop is The National Council of Women’s Thriftique. On one ofContinue reading “Autobiography of a Quilt #8 – The Last Entry”

Autobiography of a Quilt #7- The Other Quilts

In the case of most quilts, there is way more fabric available than can be included. It takes tough love to eliminate favored materials that don’t quite complement the mix. In this case, I eliminated a whole class of materials- all of my t-shirts and workout clothes- rugged basic knits that I wear most days.Continue reading “Autobiography of a Quilt #7- The Other Quilts”

Autobiography of a Quilt #5- Ukrainian Ann

Allow me to introduce you to Ann G. She lived all of her adult life in a house in Greenfield, married to George raising one son, Alex. First Quilt- for her adult son’s birthday made of all of his Boy Scout uniforms including the scarves and the patches Second commission- bed quilt of her weddingContinue reading “Autobiography of a Quilt #5- Ukrainian Ann”

UnMaking A Quilt

Having the Tibetan Monks in Pittsburgh this week, reminds me of my personal mandala of impermanence. When I had a memory quilt exhibit of all of my parents clothing and textiles, I asked Kyoki from the Zen Center of Pittsburgh to help me create a ritual of loss. She suggested I unmake a quilt inContinue reading “UnMaking A Quilt”

Autobiography of a Quilt #4-In The Name of The Parents

Weezie, Are you mashugana, saving all of those little pieces of our clothing? I could understand the National Record Mart sweater logo, I wouldn’t have given that away either, but the others? A golf hankie, a piece of your mother’s silk blouse, the crème suit we bought for her to wear to her 75th birthdayContinue reading “Autobiography of a Quilt #4-In The Name of The Parents”

Autobiography of a Quilt #3- The Love Nest

Fate brought us together by the stage door of the Broadhurst Theater after his performance in “Once Upon A Mattress”. He left that first night saying he had to catch the train. It was the Long Island Railroad that took him to a little apartment above the 24 hours Dunkin Donuts in Port Washington. HeContinue reading “Autobiography of a Quilt #3- The Love Nest”

Autobiography of a Quilt #2

I lived in Point Breeze from 1978 to 2001 and while I was there, my favorite place for clothing was Pittsburgh’s Best-Kept Secret, Panache. Even to this day, probably 25% or even more of my closet is from my Panache shopping days and I haven’t been there much since I moved to the SouthSide. SuzanneContinue reading “Autobiography of a Quilt #2”