Originally Posted by pollym44
All quilter's are like that, well except for my 'Friend", are'nt they??? :thumbup:
Met a quilter in Knoxville, Tenn, while awaiting the birth of my nephew. She called me Ms, I called her Tenn, We quilted together at her shop and she loaned me a Bernina to sew with at his house. She didn't know a thing about me, just that we were both quilters. She gave me instruction to make a quilt I loved in her shop. After 4 weeks, I made her a chocolate cake, returned her machine, took some pics and came home. She was without doubt the sweetest person one could meet. I still call her my friend.