If yoursquo;re like most knitters; you have lonely skeins of yarn in your closet mdash; casualties of projects discarded mid-row or leftovers from long-completed pieces. Offering 101 charming designs that use just a single skein of yarn; Judith Durant shows you how to turn these extra bits of fiber into stylish hats; mittens; scarves; and tea cozies. Covering a wide range of tastes and styles; this collection will inspire you to dig out your orphan yarn and get stitching.
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1 of 3 people found the following review helpful. My old childhood nieghborhoodBy Edward F. MikanI lived there I went thru the change shortly after I got back home from the ARMY . My father built our big 2 story Georgian frame house by himself.1949 to 1951.IN the PRAIRIE! Rosen remembers the area as it once was . it "Was" a great place to grow up . WE moved out in 1970 because The gangs were starting to take over with the robbing . drugs . rape murdering ALL. going on on the south side.Iam not jewish . many of my friends neighbors were . I also went to Warren school when it was a large gothic 4 story building "was" a great school!.I remember South shore when it was a "great" place to live."I would "not" live there now"!!ROSEN DIDNT GET THE WHOLE STORY OF WHY THE PEOPLE MOVED OUT!! There was a lot more going on than his book tells!!0 of 2 people found the following review helpful. Two StarsBy CustomerNot very good.0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. My Fast AssessmentBy L. RothmanHaving grown up in "The Manor" during its good days (mid 50s through mid late 60s) indeed there were so many wonderful things to talk about growing up dealing with the South Shore and SE Side in general. But indeed things were headed downhill by 67. I was about to be entering Bowen High School which from the experiences of my older brother who had been there a year. it was fraught with many a rough edge. My parents didnt want me exposed to that so when my parents best friends moved to the North Shore that summer. my parents also sold our home and we relocated to the North Shore for the beginning of my High School. Unlike some of my counterparts. that felt somehow ripped from their beloved neighborhood. I felt "liberated". I came out of my shell. joined a rock band in school and had many more friends. Indeed I left the South Side behind and keep my good memories in my head filtering out the bad. My last CTA bus trip in the spring of 67 2 drunk black guys got on the bus as we went through Hyde Park. One grabbed me by the throat and called me some very unsavory names (at the ripe age of 13). I fortunately survived that experience. So my later memories of the South Side were it was headed downhill fast. You can romanticize it all you wish. it is certainly was NOT glorious any further beyond that point. Needless to say 1968 with the death of MLK was the nail in the coffin.
