This is what I see when I think "antique quilt." It's one of the quilts I slept under as a teenager. There was a second double wedding ring, but it was passed on to another family member. I feel bad about contributing to their wear and tear, but if it hadn't been seen and loved it wouldn't have nearly as much meaning.
It was made by Great Great Grandma Rowell, who died in 1935.
I'm not quite done yet -- stop by again tomorrow afternoon for more family quilts.