Grew up thinking a sewing machine was as important to a house as stove refrigerator..learned on my moms old singer treadle...when in high school, first partime job after school bought myself an electric sewing machine...look out world, here I come!...sewed clothes, home deco after marrying, etc. was a hairdresser, ceramic teacher..always using my hands to create something. neighbor was an avid quilter and would show me her beautiful quilts, but at the time I thought, not me. Kids got older, not as many demands on me. Loved garage sailing and at one picked up a bag of cut squares......but them up in my little attic sewing room......one evening out of boredom, decided to sew them together......need I go any farther.....