I remember rainy days when we would get all the quilts and spread them over chairs and tables to make a "house" in the front room. In we would go with dolls and teddy bears, and stay until the storms passed. Maybe that is why I quilt.
I remember having diptheria and laying on the couch propped on pillows and covered with quilts. Mom made eggnog with home grown raw eggs - Oh! the horror! - and I laid there under quarantine for about 2 weeks. More good quilt memories!