Last weekend I went on a girls’ weekend with several female family members to Gettysburg, PA. After a slow day spent in the car, listening to an audio tour, and driving around the battlefields of Gettysburg, we stopped for dinner at a restaurant across the street from a sign that said: Sewing Factory. Despite my hunger, I perked right up and had to investigate (nothing says adventure like sewing, amirite!? *sarcasm*). The building is now inhabited by the offices of some lawyers and a dentist, but this plaque pays homage to its beginnings as a sewing factory. I dub this the best historical discovery of the trip. Three cheers for sewing history!