My wife is the most capable woman I know. Once, I watched her gut a dear with a kitchen knife. Another time she snapped a ligament in her finger, reset it with Popsicle sticks then drove herself to the doctor's office. One day she asked how I was going to put the new floor in the tool shed and what tools I would use. I should have known what she was up to. When I returned home that night from work the new floor had been installed. "You were busy", was her only remark.We had a 1964 International Harvester Utility Tractor and I often found her outside even in the snow grating the driveway. "I like it looking nice", she would say. So, when it comes to her sewing machines, die cutters, rivet setters and other equipment I have no doubt she could keep them running all by herself but, she'd rather use her time creating her lovely handbags and jewelry.
Keeping her equipment running has turned me into a self proclaimed sewing machine junky. I can't get enough of them!!! Bernina, Pfaff, Singer, Wheeler and Wilson, Willcox and Gibbs, Necchi, Husqvarna and more fill my shop. Industrial or home machine, treadle or motorized I enjoy them all. As long as they were built in 1980 or before. The new computerized machines, with a billion stitch patterns, that brew your coffee, feed your kids and walk the dog before you are out of bed, to me, lack the charm of the older machines. There's just something about musty old sewing machine oil that gets the heart racing. Hope you enjoy...
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