tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post1499079475027658328..comments2011-12-26T18:33:51.524-08:00La Tea Dahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03138624485398178242noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-47701276414535033142011-12-26T16:04:17.571-08:002011-12-26T16:04:17.571-08:00I totally love those old machines. I have a Singer 401 and a Singer 301--both from the fifties -- and the feel of them as they sew is so good. Thank you for your story!Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11718137744623626322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-34710078034985887622011-12-24T18:46:14.787-08:002011-12-24T18:46:14.787-08:00What a sweet, heartfelt story. Thank you for sharing. Merry Christmas dear friend xox ClariceStorybook Woodshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11276421590577810031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-10897149705303763892011-12-23T16:09:53.983-08:002011-12-23T16:09:53.983-08:00What a wonderful story about a wonderful lady. I wish I could have know her. There is something really special about things that are sewn with love. I am sure everything she made was just that. I think the things we take the time to make now are too. Merry Christmas.Barbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11115298443153411556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-86465946216410599332011-12-23T07:33:15.862-08:002011-12-23T07:33:15.862-08:00I really enjoyed reading this. The central part of our family room growing up was my mother&#39;s singer sewing machine. Back then it was even larger than the TV LOL!<br />I remember my mother up past midnight on Christmas Eve and the night before Easter finishing our new dresses to wear...ellen b.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14531430948905935301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-68829850998081901822011-12-23T07:27:13.936-08:002011-12-23T07:27:13.936-08:00This is very special to me this year. I&#39;ll be able to tell you why later. ☺<br /><br />Oh I thought of turning collars earlier this morning when I looked down at my hubby&#39;s frayed one. He so loves that red flannel shirt and if I knew how to go about that task, he&#39;d have so much more wear in it. Sigh.<br /><br />Thank you for sharing this piece!Veehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00618654361869856894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-48089442818387398112011-12-23T05:08:09.304-08:002011-12-23T05:08:09.304-08:00So true and I remember this well. I still sew on my old machine that I bought when my children were first born. It has served me well and really, I don&#39;t need a fancy machine when I can still get it to purr for me.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-10951481106051277742011-12-23T04:55:02.131-08:002011-12-23T04:55:02.131-08:00Beautiful story! Thanks for sharing! :)TN Quiltbughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06956658569016339616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18734696.post-6276033554684898482011-12-23T00:23:15.654-08:002011-12-23T00:23:15.654-08:00This was a lovely story. <br />My own mothers old Singer machine was much the same. I learned to sew on it and used it until I got my first machine for my sweet sixteen birthday I&#39;ve been sewing ever since and on different machines, but I still fondly remember that old Singer.Anitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04649138075241823775noreply@blogger.com