By: Mary Katherine Jarrell
In my quest for quilts in Appalachia, I have traveled up the hollows and mountain sides, climbed into barn lofts, explored dusty attics and dank cellars, and found disappointment more often than treasures. But the treasures have been sufficient to keep me following every lead. Many of my treasures were abandoned long ago to rot in dirt and neglect. Often I can learn nothing of the maker. Three of these “found” quilts are presented here.