I always remember my gtrandmother having a quilt in a frame. She pieced them on a Singer treadle machine. I can still remember the aroma of her home made bread baking and watching as she quilted. For highschool graduation she gave me a simple four patch made of flannel. Oh how warm it was, flannel front and back. I took it to nursing school, used it after I married and both of my children were able to enjoy it also. It started out as a full size, and was cut down many times because of wear. I am so glad we all got to know Grandma and snuzzle under one of her "quilts of love".