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Oh, please go see this...the quote Brooke has
chosen is really something superb:
"Mama say,'I going to take his work clothes,shape them into a quiltto remember him,and cover up under it for love.'She take his old pants legsand shirttails, take all the clothes he had,just enough to make that quilt,and I helped her tore them up.'"
More here, at wonderful Inchmark.
Via equally wonderful Ancient Industries.
Auburn University
Great sentiment.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I feel like making something of my paint splattered clothes. Maybe a quilt.