We make firestaters for camping out of dryer lint. Fill a cardboard egg carton with lint and then pour parafin over it. The cells can then be broken off and used to help get the campfires going, especially on those wet nights. Works like a champ!

As far as great memories of sheets go, forget it. I think my grandmother gave me a fear of the damn things. My Mom and I would stay at their haouse when Dad was on a run (railroad engineer) and you'd think that staying at Grandma' would give you warm memories of hearth and home and snuggling under the sheets and quilts........Nope.

My grandmother was from a poor country family and she made her own soap flakes of course PLUS to her everything should be ironed after it was washed and that meant starching stuff as well for better ironing and a "cleaner" look. Well, that's okay on shirts but did you ever try to blow your nose on a starched and ironed handkerchief? It ain't Kleenex nor is it "Downy Soft."

Now let's apply that technique to sheets. If there is anything less appealing on a cold winter's night in Ohio, I can't think of what it might be. You had to "break into" the bed and even then the covers lifted like the hood of a car. Seriously, they were that stiff! The bottom sheet was like sandpaper or something. You truly laid between the sheets.

Spaw