Does your sewing machine have a story?

Prompted by a thread on PR, I copied my post from there. Does anyone else want to share their machine's story? I know they're out there, waiting to be heard. Hoping not to be forgotten, not to be overlooked as the "thing that's always been in the corner". Your hopes, your salvation, your frustration, your mother's pride and joy, your grandfather's footstool. The prize from the flea market or the ONE YOU'VE ALWAYS DREAMED OF!! Even if you don't tell me it's story - though I'd really love it if you did - write it down for you and for your machine.

I have a mid-grade Pfaff that's too new to have a story. But I also have my mother's 201. She was a Home-Ec major in college - the only child of 13 to go to college. She and my dad married in 1952 (today, in fact would have been their anniversay :cry: - but I digress). Her machine was commissioned in April 1952, so I assume they bought it soon after - actually it would be like them for it to have been a wedding gift to themselves. She made most of my clothes as a little girt (until I was old enough to pooh-pooh handmade in favor of cheap RTW) and some of my sisters. Most Easters we all (3) had matching dresses. Lot's of halloween costumes and a dress for every holiday - down to St. Patty's day and Valentine's day :cool: . I know that sewing for little girls was one of the things she liked about being a parent. It's the machine I learned on and made my Little House on the Prairie :blush: knock-off's in high school. She sits comfortably next to my new Pfaff today, a steady workhorse but a thing of beauty just the same. She's not one of the ornate models with gold scroll work, she's just your basic black - a real classic, everything goes with black - and she's as pretty as she was in 1952, though I think she may have a touch of indigestion that needs to be remedied, but we're all getting older. A real regret of mine is that I have no one to pass it on to, my son's just not into the whole sewing thing. :tounge: