Today, while going through my mother's paperwork, I found a letter from the Singer Sewing Machine Co.. It was the completion-contract my father had with them for $174, the price paid with tax and interest for our mother's Featherweight. In 1950, that was a LOT of money!
Daddy didn't buy our mother gold or jewels. He didn't even buy her flowers. But he did scrimp and save while my oldest sister was a toddler so that Momma could make her clothes.
Seriously, I choked up when I realized that it was over a month's wages for him. At $19 a month, it took him nearly a year to pay it off. Now I know why it was so revered by my mother. I am so thankful my sister has this black beauty stored safely. Someday, it will come here for a spa treatment. I look forward to renewing our acquaintance.