Sunday, January 29, 2012


Memories, do you ever sit back and think about when you were growing up, your sisters and brothers, friends ,etc. I often do and never realize just how much you miss the good ole days. I found the quilt the other day packed away and remembered my grandmother made the top and then later on in years my mother quilted it. It is ragged and torn now but such a wonderful piece of art and memory. I remember from the ceiling my dad made a quilt frame that you could lower when she wanted to quilt, roll it up when she finished for the day. On Wednesdays the church ladies all came over to quilt and donate their project to the homeless or church members in need. Such wonderful great times.

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