Quilting has been an important part of my life ever since I can remember. My Grandma, Gloria Smith, taught me how to sew on an old Singer Featherweight from the fifties when I was eight years old. I still have some of the treasures that we made together. I was fourteen when my grandma helped me piece and quilt my first quilt. Over the years, some of my fondest memories were selecting fabrics and working on quilts with my Mother and Grandmothers.
My grandmas always made quilts for their grandchildren to commemorate special occasions. I remember my cousins and siblings receiving quilts to mark graduations and weddings, and looking forward to the day when I would receive my own special quilts. When I was married my grandma, Gloria Smith, presented me with my prized quilt: a red, white and blue star appliqué pattern that had been pieced by three generations. My other grandma, Lavonna Rudger, also gifted me with a beautiful disappearing nine-patch of happy yellow, bright blue, and antique bicycle prints.On the back is a soft baby corduroy.
While I was expecting my first child, I spent much of my time cutting out and piecing together a thirties reproduction print star and nine-patch quilt for my baby boy. I can’t imagine giving or receiving a more personalized or special gift than a handmade quilt.