When we first moved to Utah, we went to a birthday party for Mark’s sister, Sharon. There were family members there that I had never met before, and I got to talking with one of Mark’s sisters-in-law about quilting. Sharon hadn’t been aware before that I sew, so when we got home, she contacted me and asked if I’d be interested in some sewing machines that Mark’s mom had left when she died. I said I would, so when she came down to see our house, she brought them with her.