I was the recipient of my dearest friend's stash when she passed last December from brain cancer. I fondle it, ask her what in the world she was thinking?????, have finished some of her UFOs and have donated what I don't think I will ever need to a group of quilters that she taught to quilt at the shop where she worked. They are making quilts from her fabric for a battered woman's shelter. I think of her every day while in my quilting room and than God for the friendship he gifted us.