The Other Jim in My Life

Jim Shelley and I struck up a conversation when we were both sitting on the grass eating our lunch at the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival many years ago. Jim had taken a bus to the festival with knitters from Greenwich Village. Now he lives and works in Philly and is an accomplished knitter and designer. Jim visits me every year and always brings me the fabric wrappings of soaps he purchased previously. I should make a Jim quilt, for they are a lovely representative of our enduring friendship.