It was 2002 and I thought I was finally done with flannel rag quilts, but my dad declared he wanted one just like my husband Cliff’s. He gave me $100 to get going on it right away! So here it is! Turned out gorgeous. I clipped it on the Amtrak train coming back from a visit to Northern California. Left fuzz all over my seat. 💺 (Sad note my mom lost her husband in April 2018 and her home seven months later in the Camp Fire. This quilt was in her house and burned along with about half dozen other quilts I’d given them plus heirloom family quilts.)
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