Service to others is one of the highest forms of love. This quilt features the stories of some amazing people, as told by those who love them best.
All of the fabrics used were from his clothes.
Since he loved skiing, I attempted to make a mountain scene in the background with crossed skis, the “skier down” signal used on the slopes.
I used a transfer for the image and then painted over it with acrylics. He’s pictured with Augie, the yellow Lab he grew up with and loved.
The names listed down the right side were nicknames he had and, of course, the last name was “Hero”.
The flag is the predominant theme because he was always fascinated as a toddler in just watching it wave. On his 8th birthday, his request for his special present that year was a flagpole to be put in our front yard. Everyday, he would raise the flag and lower it at night, folding it military style. Every June 14th (Flag Day) and our wedding anniversary, he would walk around the neighborhood and knock on doors to remind them that today was “Flag Day” and they should put their flag out. Many elderly individuals who had served in the military got a real kick out of seeing this little boy remind them of an important day. When he was in first grade, he was able to sing the “Star Spangled Banner” and was very proud of himself. Our family is very proud of Paul’s accomplishments he made in his and our lives.
February 10, 1981 – June 24, 2006
Cory was only 25 when he was riding his motorcycle, one of his favorite things to do, with three other friends, when a girl pulled out in front of him and he was killed instantly.
He was one of those people who was always helping someone out. Sometimes it was neighbors, friends, and sometimes strangers, if he could help he would. He wanted to be a donor, and even in death he helped others who needed tissue and bone donations.
He left a big hole in all of our lives. He had a smile that melted your heart. He never had a chance to marry or have children, but he did live life like he knew there might not be a tomorrow. We miss him and we love him and he will always live on in our hearts.
This quilt square is in memory to my late husband, James R. Pitney. He was killed on December 17, 2002, in an accident while in the line of duty. He was born February 5, 1952 only 50 years old.
Irene B. Pitney
I lost my brother, Kenny a little over a year ago. Kenny loved hunting, Harley Davidson motorcycles, the outdoors, good friends, family, and good fun. He was killed in a motorcycle accident. He wasn’t wearing a helmet and I don’t know if it would have saved him. He had severe head injuries. His death made me want to go out and fight to bring back the helmet law but I know he would not want that. Even now I respect his belief.
Kenny was out doing a favor for a friend when he had his accident. He almost never rode alone and we don’t know why this day was different. His accident happened just shortly before his daughter’s graduation party. That is where my mother, brother, my husband, and I got the news. We left almost immediately for the hospital which was 50 miles away. The party went on with a cloud over it I’m sure before Kenny’s ex-wife and two kids made it to the hospital.
We were told to hurry because Kenny may not have much time. We were told the worst news. Kenny’s kids helped make the decision for Kenny to be a donor. Kenny’s heart valves, tissue, and eyes were donated for transplantation. Kenny will live on in someone else, hopefully making their life a better one.
Sandy McClary, Loving Sister
Rachel’s 99-year-old mother sewed the patch with Rachel’s picture in the middle of the square. The background of the quilt was made by my great-grand mother when she lived with my grandmother back in the 1900s. I remember my late mother sewing up the frayed edges. This quilt was on my bed when I was a child in the 1950s. We got this quilt after my mom died in 1976. My wife Rachel used part of the quilt to make a teddy bear and later made a cover for our ice chest when we did Civil War re-enacting. I took a section and had my neighbor cut a piece for the background and make a print of Rachel’s picture on a piece of cloth. I then took it Rachel’s mom to sew the picture on the old quilt square.
Roger loved antiques so he would love this quilt square. We also own an Antique Mall.