The 70,237 project was started by Jeanne Hewell-Chambers. I encourage you to go to her site and read about this project. Below is an excerpt (italics). When you go to her site and look around you will see people all across the world participating. You will see that these quilts get shown all across the world. Just glance through all the blog posts.
For some reason with all the craziness going on in our world today, this project struck me as something I needed to do. Being that quilters are some of the most generous people I know, I wanted to share in case there might be even one more person out there who would like to participate. On October 14th (see Global Block day Below), Haley and I will make a few more blocks and send them in.
They are having A #GLOBALBLOCKDAY on October 14th. The last blog post I read had between 20k and 30k completed. There is still a lot to be done.
It won’t take much of your time. I made the 5 above in less than about 45 minutes from scraps.
We (The 70,237 project) are gathering 70,273 blocks of fabric, marked with two red crosses to commemorate the number of physically and mentally disabled men, women and children who were murdered between January 1940 and August 1941 in the Aktion T4 Programme – a largely unrecognized atrocity.
The two red crosses represent the marks made by the assessing Doctors as to whether the person was deemed ‘unfit’ or an economic burden on Nazi society. It is such a simple symbol, and in this project, the simplicity with which someone could sign someone’s life away is turned into a symbol of love and strength. The white fabric represents the medical records – the only information assessing physicians used in making their life-and-death determinations. Seeing the crosses stitched together sends a powerful message of tolerance, community and love. Its impact comes from the huge variety of these two red marks – each beautiful in their own perfectly imperfect way.
The blocks will be stitched into quilts and wall hangings and will be displayed in Rochester, Lincoln and Durham Cathedrals during January 2018, to mark National Holocaust Memorial Day. After that, these quilts will join others made around the world to appear in exhibits near and far.
In July, the quilt guild is having a garage sale for quilting fabric/items. I was going through some boxes looking for things I could part with (more like make room for more) and came across this embroidered item.
Right away it brought tears to my eyes. I made this from a kit that Oma sent me from Germany. She knew I was crafty and often sent me something she knew I would like to do. She also sent me a piece of silverware for my collection. I so remember looking at that silver fork and looking at my mother wondering why I always got silverware from her on my birthday and at the holidays (along with the crafty items). My mother would always tell me that I will appreciate it later. While I hated getting utensils as a present when I was a kid, Mom was right. I certainly do appreciate it now. I have an entire set of silver for 12. It is something I truly cherish. Every holiday I think of her and my mother when I get it out.
Since Oma died when I was in my late teens, I imagine this piece is pretty old. Maybe 40 years or close to it. Once I ironed it, it was perfect. Originally I think it was made to hang on your front door. I may still do that, but not until I add something quilty. I am thinking it needs to be colorful, hot pinks, oranges, lime greens. Not sure of design yet, but I may keep it simple so not to take away from the embroidery and Oma’s memory.
Tomorrow I am going to a quilt in. Yeah. Can’t wait to spend the day with my friend Lynn doing what we love.
Treasure Your Family
Happy Holidays from my house to yours. We begin our trip through the Christmas village with a stop at the quilt shop (what else?). This is one of my favorite pieces. I hunted/waited for while to find it.
So, my village has multiple places that are important in a special way. SO, I have the log cabin and wild animals, compelte with an outhouse. This is Derrick’s place (my late husband)/ He was totally an outdoor guy and wanted a log cabin. In front of that we have our Ohio State House and Fan center, complete with Tailgate party. THis is for our biggest OSU an and my manfriend, Kevin.
Over on the other side of the village we have Uncle Donald’s place Complete with Farm House, Barn, silo and tractor. Yep, the same Uncle Donald that made quilts. Gong to his farm and visiting him and Aunt Helen was one of my favorite things to do.
Then of course we have a few of my favorite things. A dog rescue and a dog training academy. We have these in honor of my late great Koko, that spurred my deep love and affection for dogs. We now have 4 dogs and have rescued many other and a few kitties along the way. I tried to bring home a baby fox that came to my car one day, and Kevin put his foot down.. They were so cute. I know he was right. I am sure Momma was not far away.
I totally love the fountain Kevin got me this year. It changes colors and actaully has water in it. It is so pretty. He knows the things I love.
Of course we have
Bethlehem. It sets up from the village in a
desert. The whole village is about 15 feet long. There are so many build
ings. I even have more that don’t make it on to the table because I am out of room.
One of the oldest pieces I have is the ice skating ring, where there is actual ice skating going on. I am sure I have had this one for nearly 25 years. And yes that is Santa flying over the ice skating ring. Christmas Music also plays as Santa flys above the village. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season. My best to all of you and your families.
Treasure your family
I often forget how lucky I am. Sometimes, getting caught up in the day to day activities of life makes you forget a few very important things.
I am still here. For this I am grateful. I have a beautiful, healthy and smart twelve year old daughter. I still have Miranda, which at one point in time not too long ago, I did not think I would. She hobbles around the house today. For this I am grateful, even when she gets on my last nerve.
I have Kevin, who in his very own way is a very kind man, who looks out for all of us. He was most certainly my rock during Miranda’s accident. Lately he takes care of me when I don’t feel so well. Currently I struggle with Rheumatoid Arthritis and Dystonia. They don’t go well together. But, it will get sorted out, eventually. Kevin son’s Bryce, who is cute as can be and such a helpful sweet boy. I miss him when he is not with us, but grateful when he is. I can’t imagine what it feels like not to have access to your child at all times.
I am grateful for my three sisters, even though we sometimes we get off track. I am hoping to see them all at New Year’s this year, so we can work on getting things back to the way they used to be, or as close as we possibly can.
These photos are of a quilt that my sister Anke has. It belonged to my Grandmother Monnie (Uncle Donald’s sister). She was one of my most favorite people and the reason I sew today. This quilt is made of old wool coats. Imagine how warm it is… The history. I wonder who wore all those old wool coats?
A big thank you to my sister for sending me the pictures. I remembered seeing it, but it had been a long time and brings back the fondest memories of Monnie and reminds me of who I am.
At 52, I have already said goodbye to two husbands, both my parents and a couple of dear friends. It is a lot. Sometimes I think it is too much for me. But then am I reminded of all those that are still in my life. For this I am grateful.
Treasure your Family
So, today I did not go to the hospital (Check Miranda’s Journey page for the latest updates). Last night I fell asleep after dinner (before 6pm) and did not wake up until 8:30 today. Guess I needed it. So, I did some laundry and made dinner. I also got little sewing time in. Decided that I needed to see something finished.
I actually made these bibs for my future grandchildren (just in case I don’t get to meet them). They are made from recycled jeans. Jeans that belonged to me and my late husband Derrick. I am hoping that will someday mean something to Haley and/or Miranda. No to bad on the applique portion. Over time I will make more to give away. But, sometimes you just need to see something finished.
I am still working on my Hospital Hexies. I should have an update on that soon.
Thanks to all my quilting and blogging friends for caring about Miranda and my family. It truly does mean a lot.
Treasure your Family
Monnie was my grandmother. She was one of my favorite people. She taught me how to sew. They lived in Dearborn Michigan and we went to visit them a lot. I loved going there. They had a wonderful house (that I still dream about to this day) and always had everything a kid could want (mostly candy and a fridge full of Pop).
Monnie used to get fabric samples from Blair’s Clothing. They were little swatches maybe 1” x 2” to try and get you to buy their clothes. She saved them for me. I would sit at her sewing machine and sew all these little pieces of fabric together in one big long strip. I think this might have been the beginning of my quilting habit, even though I didn’t realize it.
Monnie was an excellent seamstress. When I went to Kindergarten, she made all my clothes. I remember when her and Grandad brought them down to our house and I had to try them all on. Funny, I remember not wanting to. I wish I had some of those clothes today. They would mean so much. But, I will have to settle for one of her quilts.
When I look at this quilt, I am not often sure what I am looking at. Sometimes I see Cubes, sometimes I see stars in the design. This was a quilt that was used every day. It was used at her house and then somehow wound up at our house and my mother used it. I have several of Monnie’s quilts. Monnie was Uncle Donald’s sister(See my post about Uncle Donald’s quilt) , so quilting is a family thing.
Funny thing, about many of Monnie’s quilts was that a piece of a sheet was sewn across the bottom, so you could tuck it in at the base of the bed. I am pretty sure that this was the cause of my sheet tucking obsession. I must have the sheets tucked in at the bottom. I can’t stand if a foot comes out. Maybe this is a family thing too.
I love the quilt. I find it beautiful, but mostly because she made it. I hold her responsible for my quilting/sewing obsession. Thank you Monnie. I miss you dearly.
Treasure your Family
This is a bit off topic from my usual crafting, cooking, family….. I will apologize in advance.
I have jokingly (sort of) referred to myself as the black widow since my second husband died. Yep, hadn’t even reached my 50th birthday and managed to off two husbands. Waiting for my own show in the ID channel.
Anyways, today, a high school friend pinged me to let me know our friend Jeff had died. Yes, he was our friend, but he was a whole lot more to me back then. I was in love with him at one point in my life. I think he was in love with me too, but….I didn’t look like I should be his girlfriend, so after about 5 years of on and off we went our separate ways. We both went off to careers and married other people. Normal stuff. I ran into him years later at a K-mart and he told me that his mother had told him “I was the one.” I always liked her.
At this point in my life, I am starting to think that I should contact everyone I have ever been with and give them fair warning. Go get the “you have been with the Black Widow” physical.
Thankfully, the list is not that long.
RIP Jeff, I hope your family finds peace.
This past weekend, I need to use some Gorilla Glue and it reminded me… my sweet puppy Moka. So, Moka was about 6 months old and was doing her usual crazy puppy playing. She ran in to an end table. I did not realize that she knocked off the bottle of Gorilla Glue that I had used to fix my daughters glasses. I took it from her quickly, but she had punctured the bottle with her canine.
At the time I didn’t give it much thought, but the next morning, she was threw up three times. She was still her usual happy self, but throwing up. I went to the Gorilla Glue web site and read that it could be dangerous to pets even in small amounts. SO, I called them.
Oddly, they had a Vet on staff. That sends a message. She told me that the prognosis was good, but that Moka needed an X-Ray. If she ingested it (which I was pretty sure she did) it would have to be surgically removed. Crap.
So, I called my vet who told me that I had to go to the emergency Vet. Well, X-Ray showed it in her belly. My poor puppy. $2500.00 later, they removed it and spayed her since she was under anesthesia.
Make sure you keep Gorilla Glue, Super glue etc.. away from Pets. A pea size drop can swell to the size of a cantaloupe in their bellies. It was an expensive lesson to learn. My Moka is fine today, but paying $2500 when I had just gotten laid off totally sucked.