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One question that I get asked a lot is why I started machine quilting.
Let me introduce you to the man that started my journey:
When I met my hubby, I barely knew what a quilt was, but i sure learned quickly. My husband’s grandpa, who I quickly claimed as my own, loved to make quilts and handquilt them. He recounted many stories of his mom making quilts for him and his 12 siblings (!).
After watching this process, I asked him to teach me to make a quilt. I didn’t know how to work a sewing machine and had no clue what I was doing. Thankfully he was so patient with me and helped me every step of the way. Some of the fondest memories I have are taking my quilts to show him and grandma. No matter how badly they were pieced, he would always praise them.
One day he told me that I should get a quilting machine. He had seen one at a quilt show, he explained, and they looked like a lot of fun.
“Why, I even ordered some information from a quilting machine manufacturer,” he casually mentioned with a gleam in his eye. My husband was helpless against grandpas insistence and my not-so-subtle begging. He relented, and I bought a used quilting machine, never have seen or used one before in my life.
To this day, I am so thankful that he took the time to share his passion with me. He has since passed away but I know that he’s in heaven, proud as a grandpa can be.
Some of my favorite sayings of his are:
“I match colors by sewing them together” So true, it didn’t matter what shade it was, a green was a green was a green. In fact, I think he must have been colorblind.
“I have never seen an ugly quilt“ It didn’t matter if it was the ugliest, nastiest fabric, if it resembled a quilt he would buy it. If you got between him and a quilt top at a garage sale, he just might run you over with his scooter!
“Well, that’s not how I would do it” He would always say this if I was doing something wrong. At least it sounded nice.
“Let me show you the easy way.” When I first started quilting, he insisted that I piece at least one block the “old fashioned” way. No rotary cutters or strip piecing for me. Then he would grin and say, let me show you the easy way to do it.
I wonder sometimes what I would be doing if my grandpa hadn’t help me discover my passion for quilting, I doubt that I would have found it on my own. I am so incredibly thankful for him and his influence on my life!
So my question is, who are you investing your time in? Who can you thank for inspiring you to try quilting?