Back in the last 70's when Grandpa died and everyone was cleaning out the house, deviding things up, I never asked for anything and pleased at what was given me, BUT silently wishing like crazy I'd get grandmas old treadle. I'm upset but silent when my sister asks for it AND GETS IT. For years afterwards I kept hoping she'd ask if I wanted it since it was grandmas. Nope. Nothing. Since quilting I kept thinking about it til yesterday I emailed her at work and asked her if she'd be willing to give it to me. SHE GOT RID OF IT YEARS AGO! I swear my heart stopped right there. I was never asked....... :( Sorry. I just had to vent to someone who would KNOW the feelings. DH just says "well it was hers" GRRRR :x