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Carol Perkins: I am a scrapper
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By Carol Perkins
I am a scrapper. I miss Scrapbook Village. Several years ago, I dived into scrapbooking the same way I dive into most projects...full on!
My purchases didn't compare to those of my friends, but I bought more than enough decorative paper, photo stickers, pop dots that suited my theme. Almost as memorizing as a fabric store, the aisles of hobby stores drew me to the scrapbook department, but none could compare to Scrapbook Village. Bonnie Wilcome, owner and operator, made scrapbooking an art. I miss the store and her.
Once a year I attended the scrapbooking retreat at the Barren River Lodge, hosted by Scrapbook Village. In the large conference/ballroom, tables and chairs covered every inch of the floor. Two guests shared a banquet table with space to spread out supplies. Ladies brought in luggage, rolling carts, crates, collections of photos, and armloads of personal supplies.
Girlfriends came together, as well as mothers and daughters. We scrapped from early until late, and most women stayed until they couldn't complete one more page.
My friends and I spent the weekend at the lodge and ate in the restaurant with new people who had driven to the event from all over the state and further.
Guy couldn't understand the concept of sitting at a table for three days, putting pictures in a scrapbook. Only after I presented him with a volume of the grandkids and "Papa Guy" did he "get it." I created his book before our last grandchild was born thirteen years ago! He is due an updated book.
A few months ago, I went through my scrapbooking materials to organize them. Surprisingly, I found completed pages I had started many years ago, which inspired me to make a scrapbook for Carla and Mark for Christmas that was all about their son, J.C. (Joseph). I sorted through every basket, container, picture albums, boxes of pictures, opened every CD or UBS device, pulled off the pictures I wanted, and sent them to be printed. I began with his birth pictures and ended at age six. They were overwhelmed with this forever gift. Another scrapbook is in progress, and the process of finding pictures has begun.
I miss Scrapbook Village, the retreat, and Bonnie; however, I didn't realize how much I had missed scrapbooking. We "scrappers" find our way back to our glue sticks, border paper, and page protectors, and I'm having so much fun. Scrappers are like a sorority of sisters. Wonder if anyone else used this time to scrap? (Let me know at firstname.lastname@example.org)
Carol's most recent book, based on a true story, The Case of the Missing Ring, is available through Amazon, both paperback and ebook. You can contact her at email@example.com.
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