Matrilineage (Stories by Women)

I can remember that when we moved to that house in Symrna, I thought, wow, we have a bathroom! [laughter] I was in seventh grade when we moved over there. No showers. No bathtubs. You just did a sponge bath thing. Course, everybody else that we knew had bathrooms for years, but the houses we lived in did not have any. I would have to say that was THE major thing for me.


I do not think a lot has really changed - other than the increased capability of computers. But, when I started working, i worked in a records department which probably works much the same today as it did then. I can live with a car and telephone. [laughs]. Just give me those two pieces, and I am good. I think that would be the worse thing to not have is a car.


My grandparents bought me my first sewing machine for Christmas when I was about fourteen or fifteen years old. My grandma taught me how to sew and how to actually put a quilt together. And, my first quilt I made was a jean quilt. The jeans were old pairs of jeans I had laying around from elementary school to high school. I did not have a pattern. I just threw it all together -- and it came out pretty cool.


The most important technological moment for me was when my turquoise G3 arrived in the mail. I bought the G3 with graduation money and a scholarship I had earned. My family had a computer only a little bit before that -- I did not have much technical savvy at all. But, with that computer, I learned to code. I began to express my ideas with technology. For me, the G3 is a symbol of many beginnings: Including my journey to become a teacher; my journey to become a media artist and a media thinker. For me, that computer is a symbol of empowerment -- in a way that no other technological device will symbolize empowerment.


My younger days were just pretty well the same thing over and over. One factory after another. I worked in three different factories. I did the sewing -- they made underwear and stuff like that for men in the service. And, I worked in a shoe factory. And, my last place that I worked was at TACO. They made antennas, outside antennas. They were dangerous, you had to have a screen in front of you before you pushed a button -- in case your hand was up there and it cut it off! [laugh] One girl lost three fingers from it. Well, it was a heavy -- heavy, dirty job.