The oldest piece I have is not really a quilting fabric so I can't call it for my stash. But it is a piece of Voile from the 1930's that my mother bought before I was born to make a blouse, never did. I remember her pulling it out of cedar chest from time to time, saying it is time to make this, but she always put it back. No way can I bring myself to use that fabric. I just keep it where I can see it from time to time. Strange thing is, it really is not that pretty like our fabrics are today.. guess I am just being sentimental....