My grandmother passed away in 1971 and this is the type of quilting frame she used. I seldom went to her house that she didn't have a quilt up.

Looks like the frame my Grandma used to use! :-D

That is how my grandmother quilted her quilts. As a child, I couldn't figure out what the wooden poles were hanging next to her ceiling. I was never around when she was quilting so I didn't realize what they were until years later.

Thanks for sharing the picture! We have come a long ways since then!!

I have my grandmother's frame like this. She had it hanging in her bedroom. However, she just had eye hooks in the ceiling with rope running down to the corners of the frame. When she needed it out of the way, we would climb on chairs and just wind the rope around the boards until it was high enough. Her bed was to the side and her ceiling fan was over her bed. Her house was small, but her bedroom was the largest room in the house because is once had two full size beds in it. I often think about her quilting in there, often with a couple of her sisters. She had a small TV in the room so they could watch their soap operas while quilting.

Reading the title of this thread reminded of something she often said..."There was nothing good about the good ole days." In other words, she liked her modern conveniences.

My mama was a young teacher in a very country school (10 grades in 2 rooms) and my daddy worked as electrician at the lumber mill.
The old lady who kept me and my 2 brothers had that kind of a house, and that kind of a frame that hung from the ceiling, and looked like that lady.
Neighbors came over and they all stitched on whatever quilt was on the frame, and we kids hid under the frame and listened to all the gossip.

my mother had a frame like that. But I don't remember what happened to it.

Too cool!! I wonder how many kids would try to jump on it?

I alway wondered how they looked. Thanks for posting the picture. Years ago the woman had the frame in there kitchen and they would lower it to quilt and then use pullies to raise it to the ceiling to eat or use the table. Oh how I wish I lived back then.

My great-grandmother taught me to quilt on a frame just like that, when I was a very young girl! :mrgreen: