Over 25 years ago my parents moved from Alabama to Georgia. My dad was a traveling electrician and he was going to be working just out of Forsyth, GA at Plant Sherrer - a nuclear power plant. He had been in semi-retirement but needed to be a union man just once more and the IBEW (International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers) had just the job for him. They had lived in Kellyton for about five years and had made a lot of friends. Before they left I had a brainstorm and decided to get all of my mothers buddies to make a quilt square for me and my aunt, Shirley, agreed to quilt it. It was going to be her Christmas Present. Each person worked diligently at their square and we ended up with 17 squares. The quilt was pieced and it was too big for a wall hanging...so we removed 4 of the squares and made pictures out of them. My aunt Shiley's special friend, Claude, made the quilt hanger thing. See even the guys got in on this. My mom loved it. She lovingly wrapped it up in brown paper and a pillowcase....and it was never seen from again...until I began working on her house...there...like the picture of my brother....stuck in the depths of a closet...was the wall hanging. The rats had left it unharmed.....so I took it home with me...and when we moved to Rock Mills decided to do a room that featured the quilt hanging....and it looks awesome. NOW...I need to tell you that the quilt is a bit warped....one of the pieces is not a 12 x 12. One of the ladies made hers...11 x 11. Who cares....it is not going to be sold at a Christies auction...it will never be sold....it is what it is....a show of friends that my mother had. On the right hand side....second row from the bottom....is a brown cross looking piece. My grandmother made that one. She died in 1985. The one beside it was done by the ladies who worked at the Adelia Russell library. Most of the ladies who have pieces signed on this quilt are dead....some are still living....and they were all my mom's friends. They loved her....and she them.
Two of the four framed pieces are odd. The cross-stitched one I did and the pink candlewicked one my oldest daughter did. Neither of us could quilt.
The big basket is going to be a pillow one day. The other two pieces were done by Shirley Ann Small - an accomplished quilter (she sells her stuff for big money), and my aunt. Back in the old days....friendship quilts were made and given when someone got married or moved. They were a symbol of love. I personally feel honored to possess this great work of art. I know it is not a Ruben, Van Gogh, or Monet...nope...it is a Kellyton...and I LOVE IT!
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