“Don’t throw it away. Mend it with Mendets: a patent patch. Mends all leaks instantly.”
Yes, I am a the daughter of people who grew up during the Depression. Perhaps that explains why* I am keen on things such as Mendets, and other evidence of people who respect what they have, and don’t live a disposable life.
The United States population has gone so far away from any ideal of buying something decent to begin with, and keeping it a lifetime. How many Teflon-coated fry pans has your household gone through? Four? Twelve?
The notion of, “I’ll just get another one cheap at Costco” is one my parents would disapprove of. I concur. Of course, generally our society doesn’t support investing in good quality, nor repairing that which breaks down. Heck, a lot of new stuff is not even repairable …
Fortunately, I’ve been raised with a few skills; I am grateful for that. Yesterday with my itty little (old) Singer Featherweight I had a go at refurbishing a pair of camp chairs that had been tossed to the wayside. I think they are rather sporty nowâ€”3 hours of my time and $0 in fabric (because it too, was cast aside).
My hope is that with the roughness of the U.S. economy, there will be a return to more “making do or do without”â€”it would be good for us on so many levels. Less trash, more investment in the local economies, increased practical skills sets, more pride; I felt pretty darn good after converting some “trash” into something good-looking and very usable.
* Of course, there are many other factors that contribute to my philosophies … a hard-working blue-collar heritage, the hard-working wheat farmer heritage, the antiques collectors who raised me, the criminals with whom I’ve associated … but it’s so easy to ascribe things to “Depression Babies” …