Monday, July 6, 2009
A Little Scrap Of A Story
A friend in San Antonio called me today to share a little story with me and see if I know where there is an olive farm out this way. Not sure of an olive farm but I'm going to ask around for her. I have written here about this friend before, we were neighbors when we were young and have always kept in touch. She admitted years later that she didn't need the cup of sugar she came to borrow she just wanted an excuse to meet me. I'm getting off the story here. She said a lady called her from a small town in Texas and said she had a box of scraps of material she had for years and had never opened. I don't think she remembered where she got them. She was cleaning house and started to pitch them but first dug to the bottom and found one quilt square with a name and a town on it. It is pretty in lavendar and white and still in good condition. The lady called some office in the town where my friend is from. They directed her to a cousin of my friend. She directed her to my friend and she called to tell her about the quilt square she had found and told her the story. It was a square my friend's mother had made before she was married and she has been dead for a long time. My friend figured it is around eighty years old. The lady sent it and my friend is going to frame it. The only problem is she has two daughters and they both want it. They may have to share it by taking turns having it. I have shortened it as I don't remember every detail of how the lady called and researched to find my friend and return her mother's old quilt square but I think it is neat that the lady took the time and didn't just throw this piece of history away. The two women are hoping to meet someday.