The only quilts I have that I don't use are three that my grandmother made - two are my baby blankets and they're made of very thin cotton and are simply too fragile for any sort of use. The third is a much heartier quilt that belonged to my late uncle; he actually took this quilt with him to Viet Nam when he was drafted into the Army, and it has been repaired several times over the years (by my grandma) but it is also currently damaged and needs repair. I love the history of that last quilt the best, each patch tells part of a story. Some day I will repair it again (adding yet another layer of history and making it useable again) and give it to my nephew (who is named after my uncle) and tell him the quilt's story.