My quilt, My Moms Arms

I told Brenda of Aging Wisdom I would post a photo of my quilt.

This is a treasure of mine. It has a long history.

In case my Son reads this, he reminded me where my true treasures lie. It lies in my family, my husband, my children and my grandchildren. So I will say this is my "material treasure".

He is correct, This is temporary, It will not be remembered in years to come but our lives together will.

So here goes.

In 1967 we moved to California, We began going to a local church. The pastor was Coy Yarbrough.

My Mom came to visit, pretty often, She loved California. The weather, the mountains, the ocean, the beach at Trinidad, the Redwoods.She loved it all.

In 1968 Viola Yarbrough had a quilt top she wanted hand quilted. She knew my Mom earned a little extra money to supplement her income by quilting for people.

She told Vi she would do it for $5. Five dollars, Can you imagine. All hand quilted.

That was lots of work. But My Mom was not money hungry, she only wanted enough to get by on, with a few frills but not much else.

so my Mom took the quilts to Arkansas and quilted them for her.

I had either forgotten or did not know.

In 1999, My Mom passed away. It was a horribly sad time.

One year later, we all met at my Moms house to clean it out, there were eight of the children present. My Mom had 7 quilts finished or in the proess of being finished. Most were quilted, but some needed finishing. As in binding. My older brother, was not in the house when all the quilts came out.

I stood and watched as each one picked out a quilt. I knew he was not there to share in this time. I took a quilt and gave it to him. I knew he would want one.

I had quilts so I was not left out, I had the ones she had made for me personally.

A year passed.

On a trip to Arkansas, we stopped at Vi's house, She now lived in Berryville Arkansas.

As we were preparing to leave, she said, "Sue I have a quilt your Mom quilted, I want to give it to you." Of course I was ecstatic.

We began searching for this quilt. We looked everywhere but it was not to be found.

As I was finishing up my packing I opened the bathroom closet. I saw two quilts, One a Texas star, the other unknown by me at the time. I since learned it is called "A TRIP AROUND THE WORLD."

I took them out and walked into the kitchen area with her. She said, "that's it, The blue trimmed one."

We then sat down and she told me this story.

In the early 1960's Mother Butcher and Lola Butcher made two quilt tops.

Mother Butcher is Sam Butchers Mom or Grandma, I am unsure at this point.

Sam Butcher is the creator or Precious Moments.

Vi somehow came into possession of these tops. She was a working pastors wife, and did not have the time to quilt them. She paid my Mom to quilt them for her, by hand.

My Mom was quite precise. In 1968 My mom took the quilts home and finished them promptly and mailed them back to her. the quilts had no binding on them.

Vi picked out a blue binding, and began stitching it on. She had completed one side and was working on the other.

When she gave me the quilt, the pins were still in the binding.

I completed the quilt.

So the quilt was pieced by two wonderful ladies, It was quilted by an even more Wonderful Lady, (MY MOM) and it was bound by my FRIEND and Mentor, only to be completed by me.

When I am feeling bad, I grab this quilt.

It has 50 years of love stitched in and I can feel my Moms arms around me when I snuggle in.