My parents gave me a set of luggage and a broken dinner plate for my High School graduation. After I took that hint, they bought me my best friend, a Kenmore (very basic) for my 18th birthday. Years later, that workhorse kept me and my two daughters off the welfare and food stamp rolls for many years. If she were a car, she would probably have close to 5 million miles on her. Of all of the gifts I have ever received, I love this one the best.