Heidi was before my time, she was around in the early eighties. She trained my grandfathers prized Arabian stud in dressage, or, as my grandma explained it to me “doin’ all that fancy steppin'” as she crossed and uncrossed her hands. I learned about Heidi when I told Grandma that some of the wallpaper was coming apart in my room when I moved something around.
“Yeah, Heidi did that room. I guess she took a class or something on how to do wallpaper and figured herself an expert. Don’t think she ever got it wet enough.”

Today I am pulling wallpaper down in a couple rooms. When I got to the blue room, I was so, so thankful for Heidi. This stuff just peels off in whole sheets.