I had threaded my Toika Loom and had started to weave on it. My son and daughter-in-law, Bracha, came for a visit. My son, B.J., sat at my loom for the first time and wove, and wove and wove. The scarf now belongs to him or maybe his wife. If he didn’t say he wanted it I would have cut it up and made clothes for another doll.