Almost six years have passed since my Grandma died. She was an avid quilter, needleworker, seamstress, and all round crafter. When she died I inherited her sewing cabinet chocked full of supplies which included all her used basting threads from the previous 40 years that she had wound onto bobbins and Grandpa's used underwear elastic that she rolled into neat balls. Amidst the evidence of Grandma's frugality were thimbles, needles, balls of crochet yarn, and a few packets of marking paper. The marking paper is beautiful and I'm pleased to have a few remaining reminders of the mark that she made on my life.