The summer I turned 9, I was attacked by a dog and had stitches in my face. The doctor warned I should not be outside until the stitches healed. My mother had the great idea that I could sew while cooped up inside. I made a doll quilt for myself. My grandmother always quilted so I made Barbie quilts by quilting scraps with paper towels inside for batting. Our church had a quilting bee and at about 12, I began quilting a "real" quilt. That was almost 40 years ago!