Lester’s Quilt

In all the years I’ve been quilting, my husband has been very supportive of my passion for quilt-making…but, not always personally involved. It’s not that he doesn’t care…it’s that he’s not really interested in quilting. I can’t blame him. One of his passions is fishing. I personally love to eat catfish. But, would rather die than touch one on a hook. So, I get that he’s not very interested in my hobby and I’m okay with that.

TWICE in 28 years, however, he’s asked me for a quilt. The first time, way back in the 80’s he asked for a thick, denim quilt that he could take camping (another of his passions). I did that for him (and you can read all about it in a post here…somewhere).

In 2016, not long after we had moved back to Texas from Las Vegas, NV where we had been living for 13 years he said to me, “You know, it gets cold here in Texas. Maybe it’s time *I* got a new quilt.”

I WAS FLABBERGASTED!

Then he said, “I’ve been waiting since 2013 when everyone else got theirs.”

OH YEAH….

In 2013, starting in January, I made a quilt for every other immediate member of my family–the three kids and their spouses and the four (at that time) grandkids–one a month or so to be given as Christmas presents. I had PLANNED to make Lester one too. In fact, it was cut out and ready to be pieced when… I ran out of time.

I had never mentioned it to him. I didn’t think he cared one way or the other. So, the pieces to his quilt were put in a box and stored away for another time.

Life happens.

BUT, in 2016, he reminded me that he had indeed noticed that he had not gotten a quilt when everyone else did and he wanted his, by golly!

SO, I pulled out the box, blew off the dust and got busy. This was the result. He keeps it hanging on the back of his recliner and uses it most every night to cover his legs–he’s much more cold natured than I and I’M in charge of the AC.

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"I'd like to think of myself as a blended mix of Southern charm and humor. What I really am is a hot mess of sin and sass. Jesus loves me either way."

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