Oh, yes, it was fun! I remember how quiet we had to be so we wouldn't disturb the ladies! Weren't we abused??? We had to wait until adults finished talking before we could say anything. My folks were from Calcasieu parish. We had a big camp on the old Sabine river. There was a big screen room that was used to cook in. In the afternoons (after the naps) all my aunts and my grandma would sit around the big table or in chairs and piece the quilts. Then in the winter or fall when the weather cooled off they would quilt them. I am blessed with several of those quilts they made. When I was about 5, I made my first quilt for one of my dolls. What treasured memories. Thanks again for jarring them to the surface. Jan At 02:07 AM 11/28/1998 EST, [email protected] wrote: >Thank you, Jan. That was something I not only left out but had forgotten. It >was in that back room and when it was let down the quilt rack would hang over >the sides of the small bed so we couldn't get under. I bet it was fun playing >under there! We do have many treasures to unfold and smile over. > >I'll also be happy to give our little one, Elijah Brooks Phillips an extra >kiss! > >Debi > > >