Quilting is one of my great loves. My mom and my grandmother usually had a quilt in the frames. I was just a young girl of 9 or 10 and would always beg to help quilt. My grandmother would say to me, “sit down right there and let me see your stitches”. After a bit she would say, “no, I think you need to keep doing your job”. My job was to keep 10 or 12 needles threaded for them to use. Not until I was grown and quilting on my own, did I realize what a help that was and what an important job I had. My grandmother, before she died, made one block of each of her favorite quilt patterns for me, and before she died, my mom did the same. What a legacy I have to pass on to my children.
A friend and I made over 70 quilts (lap robes) for children in Shriner’s Hospital in Sacramento, CA last winter. This was truly a labor of love. Another friend was a guide at the hospital and conducted tours. He was good enough to deliver the quilts for us. He said that they were very much appreciated. There are no doubt many women who do the same thing because each child is given a quilt to take home when they are released. The fabric for the quilts was donated by our church.
There is a small group of women in our church which make layettes for newborn babies in Mali, Africa. There is a women’s and children’s hospital there and they deliver about 250 babies a month. There are groups from churches all across the US that send these to Mali, via a church in Ohio. We recently sent off 70 sets which contain a quilt or afghan, an undershirt, socks and a hat. We make them as colorful as possible and usually include a small knitted doll in the package. These items are packed in plastic storage bags and then put in larger cardboard cartons for mailing. There are only ten or so women in this group and we send out about 70-100 every 6 months.