The lady who made it was a great friend of Grandpa's sister (a picture of whom you can see here), in fact, almost a sister/mother to her at a point of her life, and later she and her husband, who was an Armenian forced to flee from his home country due to genocide, became family friends. This friendship endured many, many years, and made many beautiful memories, until Grandpa sadly passed away.
In an age of no internet, and for many years no phone either (at least not a private line), this friendship overcame every obstacle you can think of, the biggest of them being World War II, which tore so many families apart forever. Doesn't it make you kind of ashamed of how easily we sometimes neglect our relationships, when it would be so simple to just send a note by email?
Just look at it - what a precious treasure! Can you imagine how many hours of planning, choosing colors, and work, were invested in this beautiful cross-stitch? I tried to take a close-up shot so you could really appreciate its precision, but for some reason, it didn't work out so well - so there's my best. Around the cross-stich squares, there's crochet work, also lovingly done by hand.
I understand it's not perfectly smooth - last night, I just decided to share it with you on the spur of the moment, and it was too late to pull out my old and creaky ironing board. We only use it for special occassions, and preferably when the danger of stains isn't too great - because it would be such a shame to ruin this treasure, which is intended to be passed, reverently, to the next generation.
Thank you for coming by for this Show and Tell - I know I enjoyed telling, and can only hope you equally enjoyed visiting with me. I'm so happy I joined the Show and Tells over at Kelli's lovely blog. Be sure to go there for more fun and stories!