My grandmother still had her frame attached to the ceiling. My mother said they always made their quits growing up and she swore she'd never do it again, only using store-bought ones.

Then, when I had Alicia, she'd made a crib size one.

I learned to stitch together squares from a teacher when we were learning about our past. I had enough for a quilt but left it behind when I married. Mom found it, finished it and gave it to me as a surprise. Some of it came unstitched when I washed it because I didn't know what I was doing as a kid, but I still have it.