As time ticks on, I realize how much quilting (and quilts) have been a part of my life. In 1967, my Grandmother bought a cottage on one of the 1000 Islands. The cottage came furnished and included a collection of hand-stitched quilts that graced each of the 6 beds. I was always fascinated by the quilts and I was happy to return to the cottage every summer and see that the quilts were still on the beds. No one knew the history of the quilts and I always thought was sad. Every quilt tells a story and I would have loved to know the story of each of those quilts. I didn’t have grandmothers or aunts or a mother who quilted so I don’t know why I caught the quilting bug so early in life. When I saw the quilts at my Grandmothers cottage for the first time, I vowed that “One day I am going to make a quilt.” I was just 6 years old and I have been obsessed with quilts and quilting ever since!!