My MIL was a quilter who won so many contests that she stopped having hers judged so others would have a chance to win. She joked one time that when she died, her children wouldn't fight over the money, like so many other children, they would fight over the division of the quilts! Luckily, we carried on her lagacy of love and divided them equally. Such wonderful memories. In fact, it is because of her love of quilting that I decided to learn.