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Carol Perkins: SCRAPPERS

Keeping Memories, Keeping Scrapbooks: Carol Perkins has found the hobby an engrossing one, and a three-day workshop on the subject at Barren River State Park one of the most enjoyable times of her life
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By Carol Perkins

This topic will not appeal to men. Frankly, most men find this hobby of which I am about to write, a waste of money and of time. They just don't understand the significance or the impact these projects in which their wives, daughters, mothers, or girlfriends engage will have on the future, so it is time they are enlightened.

There is a group of women in the nation known as SCRAPPERS. They are ladies who are the Keeper of Memories for their families, whether these families want to keep memories or not. Their task, which they find to be continual, fruitful, and immensely rewarding, is to develop scrapbooks for their families that trace the history of every important event that has occurred from birth until death. Consequently, Scrappers never finish one project without having another one ahead. It is a passion.

Scrappers all begin small. An album, a few tools such as scissors, edgers, decorative papers, glue sticks, and tape can aid in producing an impressive scrapbook, but as with any hobby, new items emerge so scrappers buy them. My first scrapbooking tools could be carried in a small tray with a handle. At the first scrapbooking retreat I attended, I needed a very small space at a table. Both changed.

Scrapbooking is an art form, like painting or sculpting. Artist must have the right supplies to create masterpieces. Those supplies are readily plentiful and often costly, but veteran scappers know good deals, value good supplies, and will pay for them. They will also subscribe to scrapbooking magazines to see the latest layouts. This is one rub with their partners. "Do you know how much money you spend on this stuff?" The answer is probably "NO, and I don't care!"

They may shop at hobby stores or order online, but I am almost positive that every Scrapper within a hundred miles has been to Scrapbook Village at least once. Bonnie Wilcome is Queen Scrapper in that she knows her market, provides the latest products, and offers her store as a mini retreat for scrapbookers from opening until closing and often later. They are given tools to use free and more importantly, her expertise. Her business has grown so large that Bonnie now has a team of associates. A day at Scrapbook Village, for a scrapper, is like a day at the beach for others.

As the passion grew for scrapbooking, so did the need for women to have a dedicated place to house their wares. Those who have an extra room in their homes have often made this a scrapbooking nook where they can display their papers and tools and not have to dig through boxes to find what they need. They often have so much stuff; they don't even know what they have. I have seen a dedicated room of this sort and it would make any scrapper envious. Shelves, good lighting, special containers for supplies, and plenty of space-a dream set-up.

For the traveling scrapper there is special rolling luggage. However, usually for weekend retreats, ladies will come with much more. I have actually seen rolling containers four drawers high, all stuffed with supplies from beads to studs to stickers. Those were the serious scrappers!

Scrapbook Village host retreats a few times a year at Barren River and I can't think of anything I have done for myself for three days that was any more fun. Scrappers are given space to work, classes to attend, and treated like queens. It is fun and serious at the same time. Some ladies scrap all night. I usually stayed until one or two in the morning. Scrappers are freely willing to share their supplies, too. Someone might yell across the huge banquet hall, "Anyone have a yellow glass bead?" Everyone begins to search until one is found.

The best gift I ever gave Guy was a scrapbook of him and the first five grandchildren. Since we now have Noah, a new scrapbook is in order. The other gift I gave myself was a scrapbook of my adventures with my lifelong friends. Surfing through it when our hair was the original color and the pounds were a little less noticeable, I wonder where time has gone.

Scrappers stop Time on beautifully decorated pages. When the heirs start sorting through Mama's stuff, I bet there will be fights over who gets the scrapbooks. Perhaps Mama needs a scrapbook will. -Carol Perkins

(Contact Carol at or download her book Let's Talk About... in the Amazon Kindle Store)

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