I learned to sew, not on this machine; but the one like it my Mother had. You got exercise with your legs sewing in those days as you kept the machine running by pumping the pedal with your feet.
Having this in my possession makes me smile, it makes me remember My Mother, My Grandmother and My Aunt and a different life then we now all have.
My Grandmother. She and Grandpa sitting in front of their house. I only have a few pictures of my Grandma. She must not have liked to have her picture taken.
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