A long time ago we moved outside of this small town. One of the first families we met had 4 children and they were adorable. Seth was about 4 or 5 years old. I really enjoyed watching this family grow up. The parents are wonderful, wonderful people - full of love and joy with their children. Every day after school I got a wave from Seth. As he got into high school he stopped and talked with me everyday while I waited for my kids. He and his brothers came out and helped us move and load hay. They were life savers.
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One day they were out and they wanted to do some target practice. Before we could get targets out Seth took his yellow sweatshirt and hung it out to shoot at.... All I could think of was - "man, is his mom going to be mad." The boys shot quite a few holes in it - and his mother laughed. She is a great mom.
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About a year and a half ago as Seth was driving to work at 6am, his car was struck by a truck and he went to see God. Seths 18th birthday was yesterday and I had finished a quilt that was made out of his T shirts and gave it to his Mom. Good thing I wear sunglasses...
The top picture is the front of the quilt, the bottom is the back. He likes motorcycles, outdoors, music, fishing, and bright yellow - so I tried to incorporated all that I could into the back. The Denim piece is the back of one of his shirts - as is the Red Flannel piece.
7 comments:
What a wonderful loving gift.
I'll bet his mom is going to treasure that. How difficult that must have been to work on.
Very thoughtful, Alycia.
Bless You Alycia. I made one like this for the mom of a former student and cried so much during the whole process. I know it still brings her a lot of comfort.
Thanks for sharing with all of us.
How wonderful Alycia. I know his Mom will cherish the quilt.
What a sad story. You've made a lovely job on this memory quilt though and I'm sure hiw mom will treasure it :)
How sad, the quilt is an incredible gift.
How generous of you Alycia...and I am sure that this quilt will be treasured by Seth's family. What a very sad story.
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