During the depression era, a new dress was very rare, when we had outgrown the old one. There were no flea markets as most everyone else was in the same struggle. Print feed sacks were a godsend and we were very thankful for these. Some were very pretty but not colorfast. We didn't mind if one of our neighbors came to church in the same beautiful print. I remember the exchange of "How many feed sacks did it take to make that?" There was also exchanges of feed sacks so as to come up with enough to make a dress of some beautiful print.
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.