I called the small quilting shop in Salem, the town north of us. “Hello? ” a woman’s voice tentatively answered. I asked if I had reached the quilt shop, that I was looking for 1/4 elastic. She sounded frustrated, “This is the quilt shop,” she said, “but I’m not allowed to be open.”
“Of course, I’m sorry,” I said, “what was I thinking?”
I was in my studio when Jon told me that one of the aides at The Mansion asked if I could make some masks. They had run out and had been wearing the same ones and washing them.
Jon, of course, had already been online and ordered masks, but they wouldn’t come for another couple of weeks.
I had gotten emails from a couple of people with links to articles about how people are sewing masks the way women used to sew bandages during WWII. But I couldn’t find any information on where to send the masks.
So making masks was on my mind, and now I knew where they were needed.
I pulled up a few videos on YouTube and saw how to make them. The only problem was that I didn’t have the 1/4″ elastic for the loops that go around the ears, which the Aide at The Mansion had specifically asked for.
After calling the quilt shop, I thought of my friend and neighbor Kim. Kim used to sew my potholders for me. She’s been sewing all her life and has a room stocked with all kinds of fabric and notions.
I didn’t even get a chance to ask her for the elastic when she told me she was sewing masks for the assisted living facility her father lives at. She was making masks that tied on, but she found some 1/4″ elastic in a sewing box that had belonged to her Aunt.
She was happy to give it to me.
So I spent the rest of the day sewing masks. I chose a fabric that I knew had not been used before. I washed and dried it, and Jon brought five masks to the Mansion by the afternoon. Then I made nine more that I’ll bring to The Mansion tomorrow.
Thanks to Kim and her Aunt I still have more elastic left so I can make more if the aides at The Mansion or anyone else needs them.
It felt good to be so useful.