Friday, October 30, 2009

Unsung Knits for an Unsung Man

This is my friend Jerry. He just had a big birthday. Here he is at Lambeau Field modeling knitwear. I'm sure you can guess by the amateurish embroidery that I made this mitt. I made another one, too. Unfortunately that one says, YRREY. I got a little excited when I got to the last letter and forgot I was going backwards. I'm pretty sure he's wearing that one, too. It just didn't show in the picture because maybe he's scratching or something. I believe that thing around his neck is what we used to call a transister radio. I had an avocado green one when I was in 6th grade. They are a precursor to the I-Pod and maybe even the cell phone.

I splurged on the yarn. It's Berroco Blackstone Tweed. It's got a felted quality and I enjoyed working with it. The pattern is Knucks from Knitty. I can't remember what I did, but I tweaked the pattern a little because of gauge and so the palm fits a bit oddly. Maybe it's because it's my first top down pair of gloves. I made the fingers a bit longer. You only need the ends of your fingers to poke out. Well, frankly, I usually only put thumbs in wristwarmers, not fingers. Maybe I'll go even longer next time. It gets cold here, baby!

9 comments:

Kaye said...

I dig!

And do transister radios even work anymore? I would have thought they were like those TVs after everything went HD or digital or whatever...

Kathy Kathy Kathy said...

That thought crossed my mind also.

Elizabeth said...

Radio still broadcasts in analog signals, at least for a while. Allegedly, there are all sorts of HD radio signals all around us, too, but most of us wouldn't have a clue.

Love those mitts!

myeura

Batty said...

Awesome mitts! And I, too, had a transistor radio. A small silver one with a string to carry around your wrist. It was the pre-boom box boom box.

Daniel Mount said...

I love the story about your grandma making do. Where is all that wisdom now? remember laughing at some of that old time wisdom? I've been canning up a storm myself, pickles mostly. I love sour and those half gloves that always seem so Dickens to me, you know A Christmas Caroll at the Pabst. The face wild thing is scary enough, don't go any farther.

Caffeine Girl said...

I remember my first transister radio. It was green and from the Sinclair gas station!

Mitts from the top down? I'll take your word for it, although it sounds impossible!

fleegle said...

Great mitts, and he ever meets someone named Yerry with mismatched mitts, he can maybe trade a mitt for a matching pair.

And thanks for the compliment on Honeysuckle!

MollyBeees said...

'...maybe he's scratching or something...' ! Coffee isn't nearly as tasty when it comes out ones nose! Jerry looks a little like Robin Williams in that pic!

paws2k3 said...

SO Cute!