When I was 9 or 10, Mama threaded her treadle and put me to hemming dish towels. My paternal grandmother gave me some scraps to start a quilt but, since she and Mama worked at cross purposes (to put it mildly), I never got to put it together at home.
My undergraduate degree is in home ec ed but I never taught it a day much to my parents' disdain. However, I pointed out to them that I used it every day of my life none the less.
So, been sewing for half a century plus and quilting since I needed to put the sewing scraps accumulated to some good use, I started finally piecing quilt tops. Mama supported this and helped me find folks to quilt and bind my tops in our rural section of the south. I didn't have time, space, or inclination for that part since, back then, that was the HAND work . . . my least favorite part. Thanks to the TV "pioneers" and PBS, I have ventured on and still love piecing the old patterns and scrappy quilts. My favorite people in the world are longarmers!
My late DH was my cheerleader and, when I lost him I could not quilt. I met current DH who sends me back into fabric stores because I haven't bought "enough" so, as you can see, I am back to quilting every day I can with my new cheerleader. Two magnificent men, great kids too and fabric to quilt. God has blessed me beyond all imagining!