His girlfriend stabbed it with a knife.
I took it home to repair and never gave it back. He died in June. This is what remains.
Tuesday, February 6, 2018
37/365 Objects: Brown Quilt
I made it for him, Triple Irish Chain, in plaids and browns from a box of fabric I inherited when my aunt died. In the blank spaces, quilted three-leaf clovers and 42's, his union local.
His girlfriend stabbed it with a knife.
I took it home to repair and never gave it back. He died in June. This is what remains.
His girlfriend stabbed it with a knife.
I took it home to repair and never gave it back. He died in June. This is what remains.
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His girlfriend was crazy. I know he loved that quilt. And you.
ReplyDeleteThat takes my breath away to read.
DeleteThis breaks my heart. And I'm really, really glad you got it back.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteI am behind in that story (lost the URL) but I agree with Mali. And IB. And Kim.
ReplyDeleteAll your posts are breath-taking.
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