Sunday was my lesson, after church and dinner of course. Grandma showed me a few times but really made me figure it out. She had a lot of patience, and of course I had none. Coming from a Catholic Italian family I was shown then it was up to me to figure out. Now that I am older I know she never ventured far. I had to master one stitch before moving on to the next. And, I just couldn't say I knew how to do it, I had to show her that I could do it. Then i graduated onto the next stitch.