Boy, have we got a deal for you - especially if you like looking at quilts.
The Fort Dodge Area Quilters will take a busload of people to the American Quilting Society show in Des Moines on Oct. 6, and the bus is open to anyone, not just members. For $36, you'll be dropped off right at the door of Hy-Vee Hall and will go face-to-face with a ton of vendors, all showing their newest fabric, machines, notions the gamut.
Buying is always fun, but looking at quilts from the Des Moines Area Quilters should amaze you.
And more than likely, you'll still be reeling from the local guild's biennial show at the Career Education Building on the Iowa Central Community College campus. That show is the last weekend in September, a week before the Des Moines show. You'll never find two weekends so full of beauty.
By the way, if you want to hold a bus seat for you and your friends, contact Judy Guderian at 269-0334.
I'm not waiting until then to work on a quilt for a new friend of mine. She needs it now.
This friendship started a few months back when my daughter hooked me up to Scrabble on Facebook. I like being up late into the morning, and playing then relaxes me. Games got going with a woman named Sally, and finally I asked what was keeping her up so late.
"It's the middle of the afternoon," she wrote.
I figured I was playing with someone in Hawaii, but Sally is so far west, she's east. She lives in the Philippines. On the island of Luzon.
That intrigued me, since I've written so many stories of World War II veterans who were stationed on Luzon or heading for Luzon when the war ended.
It's easy to make small talk when you're Scrabbling, but suddenly the talk turned serious. Typhoon season, something islanders always deal with, and after a recent typhoon, monsoon rains poured down.
After a few days of rain, Sally started talking about people in her town who lost everything, houses included. A few days later, she and her youngest son were in another town with her sister. A second son was at a cousin's home, but her husband and oldest son were at home, living on the second floor. The bottom floor had 6 feet of water in it. Until more rains came, and then the second floor had 2 feet of water and her husband and son had fled.
They're back home now, sloshing through water, no electricity during the day, but hooked up for a single light at night from the neighbor's generator.
I'm making Sally a quilt, and I'm going to send money. If you would like to join me in that, please do.
Send a check for whatever you can spare to me at 1612 D St. W., Fort Dodge, IA, 50501. Make it out to me, with "for Sally" on the little line at the left.
Trust me. Help Sally. Help her neighbors. They need us.
So long friends, until the next time when we're together.
Sandy Mickelson, retired lifestyle editor of The Messenger, may be reached at email@example.com.