Flour Sack Underwear ~~~

Taken from Saga of the Sanpitch 1998

In days gone by, before the disposable throwaway generation, we

saved everything and used it. The flour used to come in cloth flour sacks. We

saved them and used them to make all kinds of things. The flour companies

cooperated and made them in pleasing patterns so wearing apparel could be

made from them.

FLOUR SACK UNDERWEAR

‘When I was a kid without a care

My mamma made my underwear.

A Iot of us and the Ranch's poor pay

Who could afford lingerie?

Monograms, lace, and fancy stitches

Were not to be found on my flour sack britches

Just pantywaists that stood the test,

Gold Medal Flour across my chest.

But the pants were best of all

‘With a scene I still recall.

Two bright-colored turkeys,

The symbol for hard red wheat,

Right across my seat.

Stronger than a grizzly bear

‘That flour sack underwear.

"Use it up-—wear it out

Make it do or do without."

"Waste not, want not."

And 1 soon learned that

"A penny saved was a penny earned."

So-—I made flour sack dishtowels, curtains and

bedspreads wide

All of them are tougher than a Hippo's hide.

But the thing that was best beyond compare,

‘Was that homemade-flour sack underwear!

Contributed by Susy Nilsson

Written by her Mother