I was looking at new patterns on Ravelry, and someone had created a pattern for a scarf based on one knit by The Lonely Doll. Wow, flashback. I immediately returned to my childhood, the Herseths' house (our good friends who lived up the road in the BEST house ever, with the most wonderful parents, Dr. John the dentist and the incomparable Betty of the mega-dimples and warm heart), and this book. The Herseths had it, and I must have read it a zillion times there. I guess I really identified with Edith, the Lonely Doll, because I get tears in my eyes just looking at the picture. I'm going to have to buy the book and knit the scarf.
Betty passed away recently, but I have so many wonderful memories of her and her home. I didn't really fit in with her confident, boisterous gang of children, but she was always kind to me and I loved her dearly. Dr. John taught me to swim, fixed my teeth (though he was of the old school dental-wise, which has made me require nitrous for x-rays and teeth-cleaning). Freda, Bia, Liz and Johnny, you guys figure in many of my childhood memories and I always thought you were just about perfect.
2 comments:
Such a sweet post. Love childhood friends/memories.
I too remember that book. The Herseths did have a magical house and I too have a load of fond memories, especially the unsinkable Betty H. Thanks for the smile.
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