Precious Memories

Published family connection to Daniel Hill, Wilson, NC from 1949.

To God Be The Glory::Life Lessons From The Greatest Letter Ever Written

On the eve of my second Mother’s Day without a living momma, I’m being made stronger than I’ve ever been by the teachings in Saint Paul’s letter to the Roman Church. The Holy Spirit grouped me with women believers who shared testimonies of faith in BSF classes, while we studied Romans over 29 lessons. The…

May Day::”Today I Begin Anew…”

May 1st is a memory of celebrating spring by dancing vibrant colored strips of cloth around a flower-covered pole.  Momma was the freshman/sophomore Home Ec teacher in charge of dying the fabric.  She dyed the fabric in our backyard under a pecan tree on Atlantic Street.  May Day meant being able to wear all my…

Teaching Modern Quilting: Quilts As Art

Last night, I met with seven precious ladies in my first Modern Quilting Class at Wilson Community College. I’m humbled and blessed to be their guide to the world of stitching. Six are beginners and one is a quilter ready to make her quilts into works of art. So, I’m back to journaling my journey…

Quilting Memories

(Anne Carson “Uncle Harry” Inspired Writing)  First of all, life in Wilson County, North Carolina when I was born was defined by segregation, social injustice, economic starvation and institutional discrimination enforced by “Jim Crow” laws. The brutality and harsh reality of life was white washed and veiled behind lace curtains of poison ivy drenched in…

Momma & Me: Indigo Blues & Slow Stitching

Sunday was my birthday and I had a writing assignment in my Loft Literary Center class to write a 26 sentence story.  I had never heard of such a thing but the idea is to begin each sentence with the letters in the alphabet, i.e. A, B, C etc.  The hardest for me was “X”,…