My first memory of quilts, was when I was a child we would travel to Kentucky to spend time with our grandparents and relatives. At nite I would climb into bed & pull the old quilts on top of me. I would always feel warm and secure. I remember the rain would hit the metal roof and I would lay there under the quilts listening to the rain. My mom always made our clothes, but never quilted that I am aware of (she passed away young). My grandmother did and my Aunts did. When my Aunts passed away years later, I bought some of their quilts at the sale. I wish I had bought them all! I spent the last 32 yrs thinking I would make a quilt, something I always wanted to do. 2 yrs ago I got started, and made some lap quilts, I have one full size to finish, just need the uninterrupted time. Yes, I do machine quilting, where my heirloom quilts are hand quilted, but I love them all!