Had my mom's clientele been different, she might have been known as something glamorous like a clothing designer or a stylist. As it was, she sewed almost exclusively for her two daughters. I so under-appreciated her talent that I wouldn't have described her with a word like seamstress. In my childhood, she was the person I could turn to after a bad day, a devout Christian Scientist, a cook, a chauffeur and even a journalist, a job she left to marry and raise three children. My perception changed this holiday season as my sister, brother and I sat on the couch in my parents' basement in Omaha, Neb., looking at family photographs, the most complete record of my mom's body of work/Elaine Williams, Lewiston Tribune. More here.

Question: Is there someone in your family who makes their own clothes?