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Chuck Hinman. IJMA No. 045: The Counterpane
It's Just Me Again No. 045, The Counterpane
The next earlier Chuck Hinman: Chuck Hinman: IJMA No. 182. Sport (Hinman), a farm dog (1930-1944) Is Chuck Hinman your favorite Sunday with CM columnist, as many tell us? If so, we hope you'll drop him a line by email. Reader comments to CM are appreciated, as are emails directly to Mr. Hinman at: email@example.com
by Chuck Hinman
Hinman family lore has it that dad's Grandma Miller was a bitch, mean-spirited old woman. She was best known for having made a bed-covering masterpiece, a counterpane, a piece, the likes of which were unknown. It was indeed fabulous!
It was a hand-woven creation featuring eight peacocks facing each other up and down the center, four on each side. The colors involved were red, blue, green, and white. It amply covered a full bed with fringe around the sides and bottom.
As Grandma Miller began to ponder her remaining days, her thoughts became increasingly focused on who should have this special piece when she died. The beneficiary changed, even in the same day, depending on whom she was on the "outs" with.
The last anyone remembered, she bequeathed it to her grandson, Arley's (my dad's) first son, still unborn. It was to be stored until the beneficiary was able to take possession in his home. So my Mom, although she had custody was NOT to use it!
Well now, can you imagine such an assignment? Being a farmer's wife during the depression days of the 1930s, there was little to relieve the monotony of those dreadful days. And to know there was "something" in the nearby cedar chest that could provide some momentary relief when guests came was very tempting as you can well imagine.
Mom while looking over her shoulder, spread this beauty over the bed in the front bed room. In those days, "company" placed their overcoats on the bed when they came for a party. Naturally, everyone "oohed and ahed" over the bed covering not knowing its miserable heritage.
Then time came when my brother married and this heirloom was dutifully, but with relief, delivered by Mom at the wedding!
In the ensuing years, Bob and Lindy had three kids in rapid order. Lindy was kept busy with snotty-nosed kids who always needed a diaper change or something. In the cold winter months when the house was brutally cold, it was easier to keep the kids warm in the kitchen where she had a play-pen with a covering for them to play on. Apparently one after another of these coverings had become soiled. She needed to wash but the wash-house was frozen over. Finally there was not one thing to put down in the play pen that wasn't already soiled!
In desperation she put Grandma Miller's masterpiece on the play-pen floor BUT only until she could think of something more suitable, when she wasn't so scrambled.
Although I never knew the graphic detail, this wool-beauty became kid-soiled. It was undoubtedly the worst moment in Lindy's life. But on the other hand it was a moment seemingly driven by fate. She put the soiled piece in the wash-house pending a determination how to clean it. During the night, the answer came as if by fate -- a fire burned the wash-house and contents to the ground!
To this day, I have never heard a family-member who criticized Lindy for her judgment. My Mom never said a word! It was as if this piece found its just ending!
WRITERS NOTE: This memory story would be woefully incomplete without the following. Most of the Hinman family members who ever saw the counterpane or knew of its existence are gone. But in a recent telephone conversation with my sister-in-law, Lindy Hinman, now in her eighties, Lindy chuckles when she acknowledges that a great amount of those eighty some years were happily spent making colorful quilts for a surprise gift to her kids and grandkids when they have their own homes. And that's just part of the story. What about the rest of us who have been the recipients over the years of Lindy's expertise with a needle, thread, and some material.
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