Editor’s note: This is the 41st of a series about growing up in Marysville during the late 1930s and the 1940s written by Bill Boyd. Each article is a snapshot of the people, businesses and activities during that era as seen through the eyes of a young boy.
Boyd was born in Marysville in 1932, graduated from Marysville High School in 1950, and lived the greater part of his life here.
When I was a little kid during the thirties, we lived with my grandmother, and it seemed like there were always ladies walking through our house in their underwear. You see, my grandmother Tracy was a seamstress, and she made dresses for many women. They came in regularly for fittings. They would try on the clothing and stand in front of a full-length mirror that stood in a passageway between our living room and dining room. My grandmother would put some pins between her lips so she could work with both hands as she made the adjustments for a proper fit, and then she removed one pin at a time and pinned them in place.
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