When my mom was ill, she asked each of us six kids what was one thing we would like to have from her house before she passed away. Well....I have the one and only quilt she made from scraps of fabric from hers, my sister's and my dresses/skirts, etc. We use to lie across her bed and pick out all our clothes....that was such fun. I had one brother that got upset that I chose the quilt. I asked him to show me the fabric that mom used to make him a dress....he never said another word. The memories of the quilt being on Mom's bed was great!