A friend of my daughters asked me to make a quilt for her boyfriend, it was a scrappy, I spy quilt, where she wrote some of their favorite sayings in some of the blocks. I embroidered the "M" for UofM. This was made with all conversation prints, that she picked out, they were 5x10 inches so like a brick quilt. Well he wrote me a wonderful thank you letter, on how wonderful the quilt was, how could I part with such a great quilt, and also let me know how it would be used and loved. He had in the letter that he was covered up in it as he wrote the letter. I cried when I read his letter.
Now the saddest part, a few years they were traveling nurses, and went to California, she came home one day and he was dead (heart problem) in his late twenties. I could not get off work for the funeral and my daughter say "Mom be glad you didn't go" They had his quilt at the funeral home and talked about how much he loved it...
Then his family took it home after the service which hurt his girlfriend who had paid me to make it, after a few months my daughter told that his family gave it back to her.