I remember spending a couple summers at my maternal grandma's when I was young (about 6 to 8 years old). My grandma had a treadle machine in the basement but I never remember her sewing anything with it. She had a huge barrel of old fabric beside it. I don't remember her quilting, crocheting was her passion and she taught me how. She made a lot of afghans, I remember a green ripple one at the house in town and a granny square at the lake cottage.