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Here're my brothers and me, late 1950s Bedford Quebec, wearing sweaters that my aunt knitted for us. They were amazingly warm (were they wool?) and she put a lot of work into them. I'm on the left, in the now-cringe worthy "Indian on the warpath"-themed motif. View full size.
As a knit nut, I see your Aunt was a patient and talented woman. They are so cool. Reminds me of Beaver's Eskimo sweater.
Back in those years, Islander800, your aunt in Quebec would most certainly have been using wool. My mom didn't discover acrylic until the mid-to-late sixties, and I like to think she was on the cutting edge of all things knitting. I include two of her wool creations below: the cowboy sweater (to chase your Indian) was my older brother's and the choo-choo train was mine, both knitted circa. 1963, making them over 50 years old. I still have them: took those photos today.
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