Do Quilters’ Lives Matter?

The old lady who first taught me to quilt was one of the kindest individuals. She directed a diverse group of beginning quilters with quiet charm. She was the one who knew how to run the sewing machine. The rest of her group cut donated fabric into squares using a cardboard template, felt tip pen, and large scissors. The fabric was a variety of fiber types¬†and thicknesses. But it wasn’t important that the quilts be beautiful, just warm. They were destined to go to the local rescue mission to cover beds for the homeless. When I showed up to help I brought my sewing machine and years of sewing experience. They were delighted and entertained my 4-year-old son to give me time to sew.

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