Like many quilts, this one has a story. It began in November of 1974. I was 3 months old. We lived in a new subdivision in a suburb of Atlanta, and had neighbors with 2 small children. The youngest was 6 months old at the time. We grew up together and were the best of friends. Then we moved to Charlotte. As luck would have it, though, my grandparents still lived in Atlanta so when we’d come to visit, I’d […]
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