(hanging my head in shame....) no I didn't take any pics. I wasn't doing that then (in fact I still don't, at least not all the time.)
I'm not trying to pat myself on the back but it really was a mess.
Her father didn't want to throw it out, he slept with it on his bed every night because it reminded him of her mother (his wife) who'd died.
They asked me if I'd try to fix it so I did. It took all winter but I got it done.
He just recently died too and that quilt was on his bed till the end.