Your 66 is much more beautiful than mine, but I am so pleased to have found a Red Eye Singer that I just gave mine a cursory cleaning and am using it everyday. I LOVE it, I guess my grannie might have had one like it, I was too little to remember all the fancy work on the bed and body of the machine; all I know is, it feels like Grannie's machine when I sit down to pedal at it. Instantly transported back to about 1946 or '48, in her back bedroom with the ripening figs right outside the open window.