I showed an early love for sewing, so my generous parents bought me my wonderful Bernina 830, circa 1973, while I was still in high school. I love it, it is a part of my being, I do everything on it, you will have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers when I pass. My husband got me a White serger 10 years ago; I only like it for sewing exposed seams in garments.
I dream of someday having the money and space for a long arm.