Wonderful day
I just got home from Dad's house in CA and brought home my Mom's Featherweight. It was the only thing I wanted from her estate since she taught me to sew on it in the 1950s. It is going to the technician next week to be cleaned and detailed. So many memories.
My memories of this machine was, I think, what caused me to keep trying to replace it but no other Featherweight would ever be the "same".