I emailed my son this morning asking if he would mind picking up an old, rusty and abused Red-eye I'd won on ebay ($20) for me since he lives about 15 miles from the seller. I just wanted something to mess with and practice cleaning techniques on.
He said, "No problem. I wish I knew you wanted an antique sewing machine. I thought I showed you the one in my garage. It's in way better condition than this. I contacted Vivian when I was cleaning out the garage a couple of months ago and she didn't want it. It was her Grandmother's. It's yours for the taking."
I had no idea what model or year it was until he sent me this photo of it.