Originally Posted by RugosaB

I remember, years ago, I was the quilt police. When I met a man and we were dating, the man that ended up being my husband worked constrction, drove a Chevy van, and in the back he used a quilt his Grandma made to wrap his tools in. I saw it and immediately took it, cleaned it up, and told him if we broke up I'd give it back.
We've been married since 1981