I heard this story on the radio yesterday - made me laugh! I thought you fabric lovers may appreciate the link.
I went to the fabric store she is referring to. It was over twenty years ago. I didn't have such a fabric obsession then (I didn't have much of anything, to be honest. Very low on funds). I didn't even have a stash. Not one piece. For some reason, my boyfriend and I decided to make everyone hats for Christmas. One day, when we were wandering through the city, we saw this dusty little shop with all these rolls of fabric, on the floor, filling up the corners. I remember buying a purple wool with a white check stripe running through it. I just spoke to that boyfriend about it (he still lives with me!) and he doesn't remember it at all. I've often wondered if the shop was still there and why I never heard about it, but it sounds like it must be gone.