While I was home for Christmas, I was up in the attic one day looking around for ribbon, and while I was looking I found this sweater. My Grandma Kate (dad’s mom) lived with us while I was growing up, and she was a prolific knitter and seamstress. Matt and I had all kinds of great sweaters that she made for us, and I remember having a lot of pretty dresses sewn up for me.
Thinking about these sweaters from a knitter’s point of view, I imagine that they were really fast projects for her to work up. What’s really amazing is that I think she almost always made two. One for me, and a slightly smaller one for Matt (who yes, then got the hand-me-downs). I’m sure if I were to pull out some of Mom’s old photo albums, there would be all kinds of pictures of me and Matt in matching sweaters. 🙂 The construction looked fairly straightforward — body knit in the round with no shaping and no fancy neckband, just a buttonhole-style opening. I don’t know what technique she used to set in the sleeves, but they were knit in the round as well and then attached to the top. I can’t be sure, but I would guess that almost all of the sweaters she made for us were constructed in the same way. 🙂
I do remember that she tried teaching me how to knit at some point — I don’t recall if it was my idea or hers. Now that I do knit, I wish that I had picked it up when I was little, because I’m sure she could have taught me a lot. But hey, kids are kids right?
My Grandma Kate passed away in 1992, when I was twelve years old. Of course, I miss her a lot, especially since my craftiness took it’s post-college bent towards fiber arts (and I have started hearing the siren call of the sewing machine). I can’t learn these things from her, but thinking about how much she would enjoy seeing me knitting and crocheting (and someday, sewing) is enough for me.