My mother put together a small, spiral-bound cookbook for all of her kids to preserve the old and traditional recipes that she would always use, so they wouldn't be lost to time. She put this together in 1985 with an old typewriter and went to a copy shop to have it bound. One of her recipes that I remember as a kid, was her dill pickles! Dad was the gardener, Mom was the preserver of said harvest. Us girls pitched in during harvest time, and we loved it! This past week, I made Mom's recipe for dill pickles for the first time as an adult (38 years later... it was about time)! This is posted in her memory. I miss you, Mom!