Well, it had to be done. I'd always joked with Mom that she couldn't die until this quilt was finished. She didn't keep her end of that bargain and I inherited the quilt top. :<
Originally, this was to be an entry in the Ky State Fair in 2003. But Mom had a spell of something or other and didn't get it finished in time to enter. She had it basted and moved it along to her apartment in the assisted living center in Paducah. It was stored under the bed and then she moved it to the couch. I was hopeful at that point. I never asked her why she didn't quilt it; guess I didn't want to know the answer.
Anyway, when she passed, I got all of her quilting things, including the basted top. I couldn't face it right away, but finally decided it had to be done. I seem to remember that it was eventually going to be a gift for my Uncle Harold. His birthday is the end of July. I know he'll appreciate it, even though it's now machine quilted, rather than hand quilted as Mom would have done.
It's a familiar Fons and Porter pattern.
Not Mom's best work, but her last. And a family treasure.
joan