I never met my maternal grandmother, and family history has not been stitched well enough for me to understand what kind of person she was, until today.
Sorting through some of her keepsakes with an older relative, I found a piece of lace knotting, a small irregular sampler in a larger collection of much more accurate work.
Nobody ever saw its pattern before, but I saw it, and I show it here : the Cross of St George of England on a light background juxtaposed with a Swastika on a dark background.
It is a statement from the heart. A demonstration of the overshadowing, constant, brooding threat of its time – the War with Germany.
If reflects the war being waged in the body and soul of the person who laced it – as she neared the end of her life, losing her fight against tuberculosis.