Some years ago, Dorothy changed the color scheme in her bedroom and gave me her green Woolrich blanket. "Inspired by the Outdoors" reads the label. It is heavyweight and queen size. I mostly use it in a twin bed, doubled over, so even heavier. Even in the hottest weather , I can't sleep unless I have some cover over me, even if it's just a sheet, or a towel, anything.
But my preference is for something heavy. That might stem from my memory of the patchwork quilt Helen made for us when the power company finally agreed to run electric poles up their road. The first purchase was a refrigerator, then a television, and finally a sewing machine for Helen. She sewed patchwork quilts from scraps of recycled clothing and other cloths. She lacked the suggested fill of cotton batting, so she substituted bedsheets. That made the quilts super-heavy.
Dorothy and I shared a bed, and when Ma came to tuck us in, really to say good-night, on those cold wintry nights in our unheated bedroom, she would loft the patchwork quilt up and over us. The weight of its landing almost took our breath away, but we welcomed its warmth. The Woolrich blanket does not offer the same sense of love and caring, but at least it's warm.
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