Another laundry day activity was ironing. My mother would starch the shirts of my Daddy and brothers and some other items, roll them up and put them in a basket in the bottom of the refrigerator until she had time to iron them. Sometimes I would iron them, especially...
Saturday I saw sheets hanging in the sunshine on a privacy fence. It reminded me of all the times I pinned laundry on a clothesline and took it off to fold, placing the wooden clothes pins in the large pocket of the apron that accompanied the task. These were the...
