Some of my most precious memories are of sitting in my grandmother's lap as she treadled away on her old Singer. That machine has a place of honor in my living room today, and even though she's been gone for many years, I can still feel her love around me when I use it. I don't think I'll ever be as efficient as she was on it, but I sure would like to show her how I can use my Janome now because of what she taught me.