A Quilt for My Oldest Grandson

A couple of years ago my oldest grandson moved about 125 miles away from our family to a small town where he got a job; he was sharing a house with a friend, but when the guy decided to get married, my grandson had to get his own apartment by himself for the first time.  Of course, he needed lots of things to furnish his apartment.  His mother provided lots of necessary things, and last week his dad, step-mother, and I went for a visit with my car loaded with more things.   His apartment is very nice and small, but it is all he needs,   His mother had sent me some pictures showing some patriotic wooden wall decorations she had hung for him.  He has always loved and wanted R/W/B things in his room.

After seeing the pictures, I remembered a quilt top I had put together about 15 years ago and then had stuffed it in a drawer to forget!  I decided this would be a good time to quilt it and get rid of it.  He will like it, and will probably never realize what a mess it is.  Here's how the thing came to be.

I was a member of the local quilt guild  before it folded, and every month we received a little kit with fabrics and pattern to make a block.  We all took the blocks back the next month for a drawing to see who would get all the blocks, put them together, and bring the flimsy back next month for show and tell.  Well, I won that month.  At least, I was told I won, but when I examined the blocks at home, I felt like a loser!  Perhaps some of you can relate to that feeling.

Few of them measured the same, seams didn't match, points were missing, and all colors of thread had been used.   When I looked at the last block, the fabrics had been reversed!  What was supposed to be red was blue, and what was supposed to be blue was red!  I decided to put that block in the middle out of sheer disgust!  When I showed it the next month, everyone had a good laugh, and I brought it home and stuffed it in a drawer to forget!

I got backing fabric at Walmart and hurriedly straight-line quilted it before we went to see my grandson.  It is what it is, and he will never know the difference.  (His younger brother will!)  At least the colors match his bedroom curtains, and I don't have to worry in the event it gets abused.   Don't examine the quilt too closely!

On my guest bed.

Pretty good backing color match after all these years, don't you think?

He likes it, and that's all that matters.  I'll make matching pillowcases for the next visit.

I'm looking forward to going with friends Friday to Fort Worth for the Trinity Valley Guild show.

---"Love"