Here's a knitting story that I was recently reminded of, told by Frances Hamerstrom, a scientist and environmentalist from the middle of the last century who I got to know while she was still doing wildlife research in her late 80s, and still living in a large house in central Wisconsin built in the 1850s that never had indoor plumbing installed.
The story here comes from her memoirs, but was published originally in "Strictly for the Chickens", her book about helping save the Greater Prairie Chicken from extinction (extirpation) in Wisconsin.
For context: Frances and her husband were early pioneers in wildlife conservation, working on a shoestring budget in rural Wisconsin, and yet they constantly had to battle suspicious locals and bureaucrats concerned about what exactly their taxes were going towards. This is one of those stories.
She was quite a character and storyteller: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frances_Hamerstrom
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