As a child, I was a bit confused by all the cultural blending going on about me (for example, how my father went to church in the woods and my mother loved to observe a stricter service inside) and so I earned a degree in anthropology, my attempt to find the patterns. I used to think there was a right pattern for my life; now I know it’s about appreciating the variations and the imperfections in the weave, especially those that sent me off in a new direction.
Glenda Bailey-Mershon
I come from the mountains, from a textile mill-working family. My mother and her mother could weave a knot that was barely visible, but which held under great stress. I've tried to apply their skill with threads to words. Here is my wider world view. Thanks be to all the ancestors who brought me here.
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