Rambling is welcome...especially here.
I always think it's neat when siblings marry siblings. It used to happen all the time, now not so much. My mom's been in a home for 15 years. When my father died 7 years ago (before I met quilting) I insisted on taking her machine and "stash". Most of the stuff was so old I had to throw it away, but I have a singer buttonholer I will probably never use and a beautiful little feather weight.
She sewed, not quilted, but I remember her making a lot of my clothes on that machine. Someday I'll get it in proper working order and I'll be all set.