Run Baby Run
There is a story to this quilt. No, there are two stories to this quilt.
Around 2006 my husband asked me to make him a new quilt for his bed using his high school colors. His high school colors, black and gold, had no appeal to me as a quilter and I was not very enthusiastic about making a quilt using those colors. But I loved my husband and he very rarely asked me to make something for him using my quilting skills so I started buying fabrics.
I decided to use black prints, medium and dark textured golds and cream prints or solids. I bought fabrics and stored them in my sewing room until I had enough fabrics and had the time to start the quilt.
Then my husband became ill with Alzheimer’s and all sewing was put on hold. He wanted to be right by my side or have me within his sight until he died in 2012.
The fabric stayed stored until this year. I pulled out all the fabrics and looked at them for several weeks and then proceeded cutting and sewing. This is the results. I love this quilt. I love the quilt design, the colors and the machine quilting by my friend, Marlin.
He was the youngest in a family of six boys and one sister and his family affectionaly called him “Baby”. All over town he was known as “Baby Moore”.
When he was carrying the football, running for another touchdown, the football stands would start chanting “Run Baby Run”. I did not know him at that time but have heard the story from family and friends.
I could think of no other label than Run Baby Run.
He was a wonderful, kind, loving man who was a great son, brother, uncle, husband and father. He is truly missed.