I don't have anything to add, only that talk of quilts and Singers brings back fond memories.

West Virginia and quiltmaking are inseparable! They almost put a quilt on the State Quarter.

When my grandmother moved in with us she brought her quilting horses and she would sew all day. I grew up with a needle and thread in my hands, knowing a Wedding Ring from a Cathedral Window.

And her old Singer! It looked like it had started life as a treadle machine, with an aftermarket motor bolted on. Maybe it had been made that way, it looked homemade to me.

And my dad drove a Singer for a time! There were cars.