A few years ago I made a patriotic twin size quilt for my daughter's best friend whose husband was serving his second tour in Iraq. Having been thru this sort of thing myself during Vietnam I could empathize with her. I never heard a word back, not even an email. Recently I found out that she keeps the quilt folded over a chair in her bedroom. She won't put it on her bed because her dogs might get on it. She was recently diagnosed with cervical cancer. I sent her a teal and white (colors for cervical cancer) and received an email thanking me. My daughter told me that when her friend went into the hospital for several surgical procedures that she took that quilt with her and wrapped up in it all during her stay. I guess my point is that you never know what really goes on in another person's mind.