When I was a young teen I got a used sewing machine for Christmas. I enjoyed making my own clothes, but I soon discovered something I loved even more...quilting! Grandma Zetta taught me how to put a quilt on a quilting frame, but I was pretty much self taught when it came to patchwork. My first patchwork quilt consisted of wonky rows of roughly rectangular blocks made from the scraps of fabric Grandma Patta gave me. My boyfriend George was thrilled with his Christmas quilt...so thrilled that he's still around...even though that quilt is long gone. He supported my quilting habit and took pictures of many of my creations. Today I found the scrapbook of quilts that I made while we were stationed in West Germany. It was so much fun to see the patterns that I designed myself. Being far from home I was influenced by the symbols and culture of my adopted country. My skills were far from professional, but I spent many a long winter's night sketching and piecing together my German Memory Quilts.
Germany 1977 to 1981
Memory Quilts
I regret that I never made one of these quilts for myself.
They were gifts, or sold to American servicemen's wives to earn extra money.
My favorite...loved the colors.
This quilt was made for one of George's officer friends.
It was a farewell gift when he went back to the States.
Some Favorite Blocks...
Represents the coffee mill I bought at a flea market in Bremen.
Oh, how I loved the sight of windmills.
The block on the right is my favorite nutcracker.
Wooden shoes were also worn by old German farmers.
A Dutch design...Northern Germany was so close to the Netherlands.
Gingerbread Heart from the Christmas Markets.
Hansel and Gretel Bears.
Cuckoo Clocks! And really ugly German wallpaper.
I could never understand the popularity of that wallpaper.
A cute little Dutch miss...and more little birds.
So many memories! I am so grateful that George took pictures of my quilts. Even though it's been more than 30 years...it seems like only yesterday.















