Anna

I am a very lucky person.  I was able to attend Anna Maria Horner's Needle Point class in Nashville Tennessee.  WOW.  I realized I cannot thread a needle and this is more challenging than I thought. It took me quite a while to get my footing. I ended up making this.  This will be a clutch when it is done. I was supposed to follow a pattern but it began to make my eyes go cross and after I saw the girl next to me stitch the snot out of it I had to sit back and make a new game plan.  First, I HATE patterns.  I can usually look at something and see how I am going to make it with my modifications. Secondly, anything goes with this creative group. As you can see I started with a flower in the middle, then I added the lines on the side.  Then I had no idea what happened. That is okay it is my first needle point project and I was able to hang with other Anna lovers and meet Heather Ross. Oh what a week end! 

Vicki

Vikki has been an employee where I work and a well liked one at that.  She was always very proud of her son for his accomplishments as a track coach.  Vikki had brought over his T-shirts to make his second quilt. A week later she had a stroke and died.  This was a shock to many people.  Vikki had touched many people's lives throughout her career. Now, what do I do with the T-shirts? I went to the funeral home and found her distraught son and had a conversation about the T-shirts and how we would get them to him since he lived in San Antonio, Texas. We came up with a plan.  As I made this quilt I was amazed at all the places he had traveled with his track coaching and I realized how proud she was of him and why. Vikki loved her boys. This quilt was special to me in many ways.  I knew this would be the last one and probably the last time I would have a connection to her son. I know that her spirit will live on through all that met her and my quilts will be a keepsake for his family for a long time. Amen.

Just saying!