This most made me break down in tears! My grandmother made quilts and kept them at her house so we could choose which one we wanted to snuggle under when we spent the night. When she became ill and we were already grown up a couple of my cousins and I asked for the quilts, mainly to see where they were when we couldn't find them. When she passed on, we looked again. She taught us also how to crochet which one to this day still does. All the beautiful work she had done sadly turned into drop cloths for automobile work. Yep, oil, body paint everything you could think of
So, display those quilts with pride as we cannot. They're beautiful. Hope when you cut them up you can bind them with something of hers.