So, when I was looking for my red/white/blue quilts in the cedar chest, I came across my very first quilt (which I had sort of forgotten about). It brought back some fond memories.
I think I started making this quilt when I was about 14. I had no idea how to do it and the Internet didn’t really exist. So, I just winged it.
Here’s the story: When I was a kid, my next door neighbors had these jackets. On the jackets they had patches of all the places that they had visited. I thought this was awesome and started to collect them myself. I had a windbreaker full of patches. Once day I realized that my windbreaker didn’t fit very well anymore and would likely wind up at good will. So, I carefully took off all the patched. For some reason I decided to make a quilt because I figured it was something that I would keep for a while. I guess I was right.
On this quilt are all the places I visited as a kid and some as I got a bit older. It brought back some very fond memories of family vacations and things I just did as a kid. I remember when my daughter was born that I sort of wanted to do the same thing for her, but people don’t make many patches these days. They are a bit hard to come by.
The actual techniques are pretty awful. I am not sure what I did when it came to binding. But, it holds so many memories that I will never part with it.