I found it again today, and was much more enthusiastic about it. The envelope was addressed to my Great Grandmother for whom I am named. My first name for her mother, my great-great-grandmother and my middle name for her.
Aletha Jane Sanders WilsonAs was common for the day, it was addressed to her husband's first name, or initials in this case. He was commonly called W.T., but she called him Tom.
I never saw my grandmother quilt, (her daughter-in-law) and I'm assuming her arthritis was so bad by the time I came along, that she couldn't do needlework.
Willie Bearden WilsonMy mom had a quilting rack, but I never saw her quilt. So, the bug has apparently trickled down to me. I'm one of four girls born to my mother and the only one who quilts.
Sue Wilson Brown and meAt one time I owned one of my gr-grandmother's quilts, but because my brother had nothing that belonged to our ancestors, I gave it to him. I have other things, such as her purse and a cameo broach she often wore. They are worth more than gold to me.
So, I've taken a stroll down vintage lane to visit my quilting ancestor, which I must admit has me just a little teary eyed. I wish I had been old enough to remember her when she passed away, but I was just a small child and we didn't live near her. I'm told she was a beautiful person inside and out and I hope I inherited a little of her, besides the quilting.