My story's similar to QuiltnCowGirl's. My mother wasn't a quilter, but she made most of the clothes my two sisters and I wore and and all of the curtains, pillow cushions, and slipcovers in our home. She saw a picture of a quilt in a magazine or catalog that she liked and started cutting 6" squares of fabric from tons of blue and white fabric she'd accumulated over the years. This was years before the rotary cutter was invented and she grew tired of cutting squares and put them in a box with the picture of the quilt. When she passed away, the box of blocks and uncut fabric ended up at my house and several years later it became my first quilt.