My turkey wall hanging is one I made several years ago from fabric I bought at Keepsake Quilters' in New Hampshire. That was on the first big trip Dick and I ever took...East for the Fall colors.
Andrea posted this picture of me from 1965 on her blog, so I thought for those of you that don't see hers, I should put it on mine. I was 25 and that was probably my first (maybe second) turkey. We were living in Alaska on a shoe string, so having a big ol' bird like that was a real treat. He was baked in an oven that would barely hold him...a small apartment stove. The sink in the back ground was an ugly double sink with the removable wooden cover for one side. I remember that I didn't know the giblets were in the turkey, so they got baked inside...in the little paper sack! Those were the days...this looks like a perfect "Betty Crocker" moment!