After my grandmother died, the ladies from the church quilting group came to say that she said she would give them the treadle machine that my grandfather had electrified. Her death was quite unexpected, and we were so disoriented that we let them take it. Later, I thought,they didn't necessarily want THAT machine, they just wanted A machine to quilt with, and if I'd have my wits about me,I would have bought then a little singer and kept my grandmothers machine. But it was too late. I'd get a nice footstool and make an offer on the FW!