It makes me wonder what ever happened to my Great Grandma's Treadle. My love of quilting came from those days when I was a child watching her and being totally amazed at how she made that thing go. Who knows what ever happened to that machine, probably one of my aunts got it. I would love to have it, but I wouldn't approach that bee's nest for love nor money though. I am sorry Bev for that you missed out on getting such a great piece of your quilting history though.