The overcoat in another person's story reminded me of some of the stories my grandmother told me when I was a little girl. In 1903, my grandmother came here alone from Hungary when she was 14 years old. After arriving at Ellis Island and passing the medical tests there, she made her way to Ohio and lived there with an aunt. She found a job sewing buttons on men's overcoats. While working at the garment factory, she met a man who taught her how to sew so she could make more money sewing the actual garments than just the buttons. My grandmother became a tailor and eventually married the man who taught her how to sew. She worked as a tailor for many years, especially since she had to support three children after her husband died, when my father was only a little boy. When I was a teenager, she gave me one of the aprons that she had made a long time before from one of her old dresses.
– Shelley Grant