While we were at Wayne's brother's house, I saw an item on the wall that I hadn't thought about for years: this butterfly crocheted doily.
I took it off the wall and went to show it to JoAnne. "JoAnne, did you know that this was the only thing I ever crocheted from a pattern?"
She didn't know, she had assumed I had purchased it. I was stunned that she still had it on her wall after all those years. I had given it to her for Christmas long long ago.
In Layton, Utah when I was a young mother, we learned to crochet in a Homemaking class, where we learned to use that pattern.