I was 10 and my Grandma died and left an old treadle sewing machine. I really loved this Grandma so I started trying to sew. I enjoyed reading the instructions and trying to make something from a square of cloth. I was proud of myself that I could "thread" a shuttle and get it to work. That was 50+ years ago and I am still at it... best of all I love making quilts... and still remember my Grandma's laugh... she was so joyous.