Cornerstone Community Church, San Jose Ca

When I was a teenager my Mom tried to teach me how to sew, but I never really learned. I don't have the best fine motor skills. It's not a matter of effort; I will try really hard. I'm just not good at it. When I moved from Minnesota to California in 1979 I had very few clothes and very little money, so I would just wear the same clothes over and over again until they wore out. Actually I never liked to admit that something was worn out, not if it was one of my favorite shirts or pants, so there were times I wore clothes with some holes in them. For the most part it didn't bother me, but from time to time someone would notice that there were buttons missing from my shirt or that I had holes in my back pants pockets, and it would be a little bit embarrassing. But mostly it just frustrated me because there was nothing I could do about it; I just didn't have it in me to fix those holes.