"After he met Rita at the Ritter place, Grover came right home and told me she was the nicest thing he'd seen since rain...he thinks Lottie, the two year old pie eyed heifer we just got, is a looker, too...we were chickens, all right, and Rita was a hummingbird. It gage us all pleasure just to look at her" (pg. 2.)

"There wasn't a quilt top turned out by a member of the Persian Pickle Club that didn't have fabrics from all of us in it. That made us all a part of one another's quilts, just like we were part of one another's lives" (pg. 4.)

"You made quilts out of what was on hand, like flowered feed sacks or pieces remaining when you cut out a blouse, or from trading scraps with one another...sometimes you went out and spent a nickel...for an eighth of...