...I have finally found my very FIRST sewing machine!!! I can vividly remember at around age 7-8 having a toy sewing machine that really worked! I can remember my mom giving me pieces of sheets that she had cut up into rags and I would sew little pouches to hold my jacks, bottle caps, marbles and baseball cards (I was a bit of a tomboy). I remembered it was a Singer and had red on it. I also had some conflicting memories...sewing at the kitchen table with it plugged in AND sewing on the driveway without a cord. One of my memories had to be wrong!
Then yesterday I opened Facebook Marketplace and there it was!! I had absolutely NO DOUBT that it was the machine of my childhood. I bought it, wiped the case thoroughly with Clorox wipes and brought her home. Only when I got home and went to clean the machine with Clorox wipes did I discover that my memories were not wrong! She can be plugged in OR run with batteries!
I don't know if she works or not, and it really doesn't matter as I don't intend to use her except for decoration...but seeing her on my hutch brings a HUGE smile to my face!!! As I get older I find that treasured memories from my childhood mean so much and I really regret having tossed them all as I outgrew them. There is only one more item left to find, a Shirley Temple doll given to me by a special great aunt shortly after my birth. I had intended on keeping her but she, and an entire case of 45s, were stolen from the truck when we moved. Some day I will find her (most likely when I least expect it), just like I found my FIRST sewing machine.
Toodles...
