I’ve posted this photo before, but I usually crop it. The lady in the gorgeous green and gold dashiki is Cheryl, who took care of Bean and also my grandmother.

This was Cheryl’s wedding day. My mom made her dress. She didn’t use a pattern. She claims that the dress just sort of sprung organically out of the fabric, which sounds kind of wacky, but she’s not kidding. I was there. She has a gift for sewing.