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Grandma Lizzie’s Quilt

I was named for my paternal grandmother, Lizzie Adams, who died about a year before I was born.  She was one of those rare individuals who seemed to be universally loved; I’ve never heard a bad thing associated with her at all.  She had eleven children, all of whom (the nine that had children of their own) named a daughter Elizabeth in her honor.

Growing up I had another grandmother whom I adored, but I always felt somehow that I’d missed out by never knowing Grandma Lizzie.  It was always a treat hearing my dad’s family talk about her.  But my favorite story came from my mother, who only knew her for a few years.  One day, not long before Lizzie died, my parents and older brother were visiting her.  She brought out two quilt tops she had pieced, but had never gotten around to quilting.  She gave them to my mother, saying she made these for Jack’s daughters.  My mother was sort of taken aback, as Jack (her husband, and my father) had no daughters.  But as fate and Lizzie would have it, eventually he did have the two predicted daughters.

My mother gave me my quilt top years ago, and for years it’s been stored away.  A few months ago, I got it out.  There was quite a bit of fraying and raveling where it had been washed, so I decided to secure all the edges, going over the stitches my grandmother made so many years ago.  I’ve felt a closeness to her that really can’t be explained.  I can’t help but wonder about the pieces – if they came from her old aprons, or were scraps from a dress she made for a daughter or granddaughter.

I’ll admit I’ve been envious of those cousins who were older than me and lucky enough to have known her.  But I have the quilt.


Posted by Couture Allure:

Great story, Lizzie! Are you going to make a quilt with it, or leave it as a quilt top? So pretty… 

Saturday, December 13th 2008 @ 6:11 AM

Posted by Stacey Newton:

Love your recent posts… I’ve been trying to catch up:) I especially love this quilt top. I too have a quilt from a grandmother I don’t remember – Somehow using the quilt makes me feel closer to her:) I use it as a tablecloth in my home office. 

Hope you have a wonderful Christmas!

Saturday, December 13th 2008 @ 3:44 PM

Posted by Lizzie:

I guess I should have finished the story! Yes, it will be made into a quilt. My brother’s MIL is a master quilter, and she is going to put it on her frame and quilt it for me. Of course, I’ll be helping! 

Stacey, it’s funny how you really can feel a person throgh her work.

Saturday, December 13th 2008 @ 4:44 PM

Posted by Couture Allure:

Oh, that’s great! My grandmother was a quilter too. She made a quilt for each one of her grandchildren before she died. Mine holds a place of honor in my guest bedroom. I’d love to see your quilt when it is finished! 


Sunday, December 14th 2008 @ 6:01 AM

Posted by Martha Gray:

What a great old quilt. I love the feedsack prints and it’s pretty unusual to see this pattern with a print for the center circle — I’m certain your grandmother would be pleased. 

Friday, January 2nd 2009 @ 12:28 AM

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Family Affair

I just returned from my niece’s wedding in lovely Abington, Virginia.  I traveled up with my sister and another niece, and much to Niece Amelia’s chagrin, we stopped at every junk and antique shop along the way!  Arriving in Abington, we dropped her off at our hotel and proceeded to explore the antique shops of the town, where I got really lucky: an early 1920s linen motoring coat.  Of all the small historic Southern towns I’ve visited, Abington is a favorite.  The Blue Ridge setting is gorgeous, as is the town itself.  Many of the buildings predate the Civil War and they are well preserved.  Just walking through the town, which I did this morning before breakfast, is a delight!

The wedding took place at a grand old home that is now a popular venue for such events.  It was outside, and was picture perfect.  Most of my family was able to attend, and it was just a joy spending this special time with my two brothers and my sister.  And here I am with two special nieces:

The above picture is me and niece Lauren Elizabeth, my beautiful namesake (I’m Sharon Elizabeth).  She is the sister of Bride Lindsay and was a bridesmaid.  Quote, “I’ll never wear purple again!”  Silly girl looked great in her dress!

And this is me and niece Amari, also wearing purple, also looking beautiful.  Okay, I promise this is the very last time I’m going to show my dress.  Please note the sparkly Scotty!


Posted by Joanna {sweet finds}:

your dress is lovely. I definitely think it looks better on you vs. the hanger. I am going to silver bella this year (paper/arts n’ crafts convention) & we are having a vintage prom. Your dress would fit right in. 🙂 xoxo, Joanna

Wednesday, July 16th 2008 @ 11:32 AM

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Greyhound, 1939

This ad is from a magazine put out by Greyhound Bus Lines called The Highway Traveler. And the ad is correct, before there were good highways, most people did not travel for recreation.  But even though Greyhound is obviously pushing tourism, the bus companies at that time relied more on people traveling for business than for pleasure. I’m not talking about the long-distance business traveler of today, but the commuter business traveler of yesterday.

By the late  1930s, many large cities had developed public transportation, and there were train lines that also took people to their jobs evey day.  But in the rural South, there were fewer options.  As the country geared up for war, jobs were opening up in smaller cities like Asheville, but that was a long distance for people who often did not own a car.  And as the war progressed, those who had a car could not get enough gasoline to drive very much.

My mother-in-law attended business college in Asheville starting in 1940.  To get there, everyday she and her sister rode the Trailways bus the distance of about 30 miles.  The bus route went past their house and even made a special stop to pick them up.  After the war started they got jobs with the War Department in Asheville and continued to ride the Trailways.  The route they were on started in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and luckily for them, got to their house about 7 am.   The bus drivers would even wait for them if the girls were running a bit late!  And after they arrived at the station, some of the drivers would then take the girls on to their office building, which was several blocks away from the station and out of the way.

The bus headed back to Chattanooga left Asheville at 5 pm.  There was always a rush for seats, but somehow the girls usually managed to get a seat in the front where they could chat with the driver on the way back home. They knew how to keep on the good side of their drivers!


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