I never planned on
selling this quilt. I made it just for me and my son, to help me deal with the
thought that my only child was going to be a Marine and probably go off to war.
That was very difficult for me to handle but as all quilters do when faced with
challenges; I went to the studio and put my feeling into cloth. There are tears
in that fabric.
I looked at all kinds
of patriotic subject matter before I realized it HAD to be a flag.
My idea was to
visualize this quilt years later on the wall in my son’s office when he is an
old man. We both made it through the trial of war and came out the other
side.
I started to take the quilt with me on the road when I did trunk shows around the country. I had no idea the emotion it would cause in others as I showed it. It was overwhelming and very special, so this quilt is for all the mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters of soldiers through all the wars who, like me, have given their loved ones for our country to be free. This quilt is not mine, it’s ours!
I had to write a story
for a newspaper about my quilt and this is what I said:
As all parents do, we
want a better life for our child. Joe
and I wanted Matt to be able to go to college without the financial burden that
we had. He graduated with a degree in
mathematics and we were so proud to say that he was the first Bula to graduate
with a college degree. But 2 days later
he joined the United States Marines. I was proud and very worried. You see, he
is my only child, not that a mother with more than one doesn't have the same
feelings. It just hit me hard.
We stood at the front of the church when he was 1 year old and dedicated him to the Lord and promised that we would raise him up to be the man that God had made him to be. I was thing maybe God wanted a dentist.
We stood at the front of the church when he was 1 year old and dedicated him to the Lord and promised that we would raise him up to be the man that God had made him to be. I was thing maybe God wanted a dentist.
We all went to see him
graduate from boot camp that August day in 2010. How proud we were. That day I saw all the other families that were
going through the same feelings as us. I noticed all the flags denoting the
various states represented and other countries from which the new Marines had come. I was amazed how many countries were
represented but, of course, that’s what America is — a land of immigrants.
I noticed a young
Nigerian man marching at the head of the battalion and carrying the flag for
his platoon. My son had told how the other Marines in the Nigerian’s battalion
questioned him about life in his West African country. He immigrated here when
he was only 14 years old. His days in Africa were spent running from danger and searching for food for his family and there he stood as a Marine
holding his battalion flag proudly at the head of the line.
Compared to my own
son, whom they’d raised with many advantages, a safe home and plenty of food, I
realized that every Marine and every family there told a different story.
I was determined to
never forget that day. As an artist I
express my feelings through quilting. I started making the flag quilt
immediately when I arrived home from the ceremony, and during the process I cried
many tears. I cried for my only son
going off to war and all the other mothers and fathers and sisters and brothers, wife's and husbands, that I knew felt the same way.
I made this quilt for
the families whose children didn't come home.
I made it for my uncle
who had no choice in the 60s and was drafted into Vietnam, served as a Marine,
and when he came home, he was spit upon, and I cried again. I cried for the young men I heard about who
have come home struggling to readjust.
Generations of my
family have fought for America to keep it free and safe, but I had forgotten that
some of these new patriots came to the United States recently for the same reasons
and now wanted to stand by this beautiful flag.
I dedicate this quilt to all military men and women. Because of them, we can say “…and our flag is
still there.”
You can see this quilt at the National Quilt Museum in Paducah, Kentucky.