WWQP Bulletin Board Chat

HAVEN FOR ELDERLY QUILTERS

Rosey, that's the best idea since the creation of rotary cutters. Does that mean I have to start throwing away my money on lottery tickets? Al always referred to them as "voluntary taxation". He enjoyed a good game of penny ante poker or black jack where the skill of the player comes into play but no lotteries or slot machines in which the odds are overwhelmingly against the individual player. Well, keep up the good thoughts. Perhaps aging quilters the world over should participate and pledge to invest the proceeds of any winnings in such an enterprise. The odds would be slightly improved that way. As long as you call the shots and allow us to bring our fur babies with us I'm sure you'll fill the place up in no time. Should we allow men? Why not? If this is to be something like a co-op (a great $ saving approach) we need somebody to do the heavy lifting like snow removal.

I lived in a co-op my last two years at U. Michigan and it worked very well and we saved 33% off the university charge for room and board. That was in the days before c0-ed housing but we had a number of boarders who lived in nearby rooming houses, most of whom were men. They cooked and cleaned with the rest of us, just fewer hours each, and were mighty handy when it was time to hang storm windows and screens. Many a romance, including two of mine, blossomed in the kitchen at Muriel Lester House. The first of which came close to my ending up in Thailand. It was all very social, there was always a music major around to entertain us on an old decrepit upright piano and when I was there a boarder who is (I'm still in touch with him) one of those lucky play by ear instinctively types) who had a combo that played for fraternity parties etc. He could play anything you asked for and would improvise a love song dedicated to whoever asked for one. Great times. We were integrated completely in terms of ethnicity, sexual persuasion, national origin etc. long before the Dean of Women was brought down a few years later by a church group due to her refusal to follow what was then state law in that regard in the mid fifties. Few of us so called crazy liberals mourned her departure. The Dean of Men couldn't have cared less who lived with whom or who dated whom.Enough reminiscing.

Still in my pjs at noon. Said pjs amount to a cheap but adequate Wal-Mart sweat suit. Best for chilly nights by far.Jane

posted by Jane in NC @ 9:02 PM