I started quilting as soon as I was dexterous enough to hold a needle. I'd sit on the dictionary on a dining chair pulled up to the frame that was always set up in our living room. everyone who came to our house quilted. Mind you, I was born in 1960, so most in my neighborhood thought this a bit odd at the time. my grandmother quilted, as did my great aunts (they still do, now in their 90's!). gram was an orphan, and adopted into that family, so I don't know what her personal history was; however, gram had quilts made by her adoptive grandmotther,well mended but still in use when I was a child. I am currently the only one in my generation who quilts, and I just got back into after a 20 year hiatus. nature or nurture? hard to tell, really, but I know that I learned my appreciation for fine needlework from my mom and gram, and I love the feeling I get when I am quilting.