Here they are....and I see one is a little higher than the others. It's going to stay that way since that's how they've lived happily in my dining room. The blocks look unbalanced because they aren't squared up and the the bars of fabric are uneven. That's the beauty of antiques, flawed by some standards but beautiful none-the-less. I'm almost 100% sure these were made from discarded undergarments...gotta love it! The yo-yo quilt was given to me in by a friend at work who was going to throw it away. It was in tatters but I loved it. It was most likely made in the 1930's so it's 80 years old. I started restoring it about 14 years ago. I worked on it while sitting w/my mother while was recovering from breast cancer surgery and again when she was recovering from brain surgery. See seemed genuinely interested in the progress I made each day, even though I was only able to spend a week's time with her. Needless to say, I have good memories of the time spent giving new life to this old quilt while sitting at my mothers bedside, even though I was unable to give new life to my dying mother at the time. Unfortunately the human body wears out and can't be held together with tiny little quilting stitches.
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