![]() ![]() The memories, symbolized by each old patch of fabric, are quite literally stitched together into a blanket and keep him warm, emotionally and physically. Each patch evokes a specific memory in Thomas that he reflects upon as he unwinds and prepares for bed at the end of his night shift. The quilt is not merely a garment, but an embodied assemblage of Thomas' family's shared history and symbol of their enduring bond. Here was Rose’s coat from the early days of their marriage, blue-gray and thin now, but still bearing the fateful shape of her as she walked away from him, then stopped, turned, and smiled, looking at him from under the brim of a midnight-blue cloche hat, daring him to love her. These jackets had surged through fields, down icy hills, wrestled with dogs, and been left behind when they took city work. Here were the boys' padded plaid wool jackets, ripped and worn. ![]() It had been made from a trade wool blanket and to a blanket it had returned. ![]() It was a quilt of patches left over from the woolen coats that had passed through the family. ![]()
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