My earliest memory of a quilt is one that had a lot of green which was the backing, I think. I would rub my bottom lip while sucking my thumb. I can't remember how long I did that, but I was in first grade, or summer after, when I finally stopped sucking my thumb. That quilt wore out. The next quilt I slept under was a Sunbonnet Sue. It is the only quilt that my mother had that is still in the family and I have it. My nieces stole every quilt that she had stored in her trunk. Mother died in July the year she passed. They also stole other needlework that she had done as well as her friends had given her. I have wished for a long time now that I could see the "green" quilt again.