> > WARNING: The following is a rant that serves no useful purpose but > > to allow the poster to blow off steam. > > > > Rant over. > > > > "A Nonnie Moose" <moose@nonnie.com> > > Agreed - didn't like FTM 2008 and I don't like ancestry's new search > screen either, but somewhere near the top of the main search page, > there is a link to go back to the old search. > > Glad to hear you still have 12 cartons of research remaining after > Katrina. > > "Lisa Lepore" <llepore@comcast.net> Sheer, dumb luck. We moved from E Tennessee to the Gulf Coast and decided to leave our big pieces of furniture, art work, Christmas decs, family history stuff, and a few other treasures in storage in Tennessee. Figured we'd build a house then go back and get the rest. Among the items lost in Katrina were most of my wife's quilt collection -- but -- there's more to the story. Among the items we left in Tennessee was a quilt. Back in the 1930's, my G-Grandmother; two of her daughters (my Grandmother being one of them); and one of her granddaughters (my mother) had worked on the blocks for a Dresden Plate quilt using scraps of cloth from their clothing and shirts belonging to my G-G'father and G'father. My mother inherited these quilt blocks from her mother but had done nothing with them. My wife the quilter and daughter took the blocks, cleaned up the stitching and irregular block sizes, and pieced it into a quilt top. When we left for the Gulf Coast, we left the top with a lady in Tennessee to quilt for us. The quilt had been worked on by five generations -- (1) Nannie; (2) her daughters Mary and Annie Lee; (3) my mother, Annie Lee; (4) my wife; (5) our daughter. The quilt contained material from three generations -- (1) Nannie's dresses and G-G'father Maurice's shirts; (2) G'father and G'mother shirts, blouses, dresses; and, (3) dresses from my mother and her sister, made from flour sack cotton. When we returned to TN after Katrina, the quilting lady had not quite finished the quilting; she finished about three months after my mother was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. My mother thought the quilt had been lost in Katrina. You can imagine her reaction when we came into her bedroom with the quilt and spread it over her. She lay under it for the next three months; we took it to the hospice with her and she died under it. Of all the stuff we have, this quilt is without a doubt the most precious. "A Nonnie Moose" <moose@nonnie.com>