My first memory of a quilt... being drug into a quilt store in Pensacola Beach Florida and being amazed that such work was being done. I was 46. I bought a pattern (Yellow Brick Road), a bunch of plain and Kaffee Fascett fabrics and proceeded to do nothing with them for several years. Two years later my first impression was after cutting my first strips of fabric... "I screwed it up already!" Sanity prevailed and here it is 10 years later and i am still quilting. tim in san jose Post 777