Once upon a time, there was a girl, a guy and a sewing machine…
Okay, you’ve met the girl, me. And I introduced you to the sewing machine. Here you get to meet “the guy” and learn a bit more about us.
I met Rick at church. His parents taught my 5th grade Sunday School class and that’s where I first saw him. Cute, nice and rather quiet is what I remember. We simply knew each other, and each other’s family as we all were involved in church activities. We dated in high school and married in college.
At one point (before we married) he was working for my Dad so I saw him frequently. He saw the sewing machine and the amount of work it needed and offered to help. Since I didn’t really know what I was doing and the progress was going s-l-o-w, I was thrilled for the assistance. The sewing machine was covered in layers of cream paint with gold accents. I think we counted seven layers of thickly applied paint. This was Rick’s first antique refinishing project and he was quickly up to his elbows in paint stripper. He caught the ‘bug’ then and now loves antiques. He is patient and talented, bringing old and broken items back to life. His projects are often impossible-looking to the rest of us, but he surprises us with stunning results !
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