As I considered what salvaged or scrap fabric to use I remembered the little card-table sized tablecloth that I got from my mom with the matching napkins. It had small holes and rust stains where the napkins had been pinned to it for probably some 30-years or more. I can't remember the last time my mom played bridge, and I'm certain this was its purpose.
In that little faded-drab-pink tablecloth I saw my apron.
A few cuts . . .
Some piecing and stitching . . . and I had my new little four-pocket apron.
Plus, with the small pieces that remained I created two more bookmarks.
And what is old is made new again!