My grandmother, Martha Surland DeRosa, was the oldest girl child in her family of eight children. Her family was a lady’s tailor for Marshall Fields. He brought home all the extra material. Once their cat had kittens in the box where it was kept. Grandma Dee was such a wonderful sewer, she would stand me on a table and cut a paper pattern and make me an outfit.

He husband, Michael, played the harp in a dance band that played tea ...

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