How did I ever get Ann to take all of these pictures? I'm sure happy that she did as I think this is the only picture of the old sewing machine. When did Mother get it? And at what expense? Most of our clothes were created with the foot power of this machine, including the shirt I am wearing. Make a list!
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That would be a good bit of history. It just seems like it was a part of our life forever. We learned to sew on it o- probably more exercise to it than just pushing on a foot pedal today. So glad you had Ann take pictures. This one is a treasure that I have never seen before.
P.S. Pansy curtains are now gone. The little green metal box that held straight pins is in my sewing room - just as a memento, along with the big gob of beeswax that Mother would draw her darning thread through to make it stronger.
This is a great picture, that sewing machine served us all well, and I am so glad for this picture. That is the same sewing maching we had in Ralston, isn't it? It was under the west window near Dwight's bed. Dwight and I sewed our first quilt blocks on it. I can still see Mother sitting at the machine sewing clothes, sewing different parts without clipping the thread and handing them to me to clip the thread between the pieces. She knew how to expedite the job withoug wasting time or thread.
I was fascinated with that gob of beeswax, and of course the pin box is a treasure, I'm glad they were both saved.
These pictures have been such fun. Any more?
Hi Louise! I am glad that you knew the sewing machine was at Ralston as well. Maybe it was like "Fiddler on the Roof". Might have been poor, but had to have a sewing machine.
Elizabeth, meant to comment about the beeswax gob. Why did we like to play with it?????
It was soft and smooth - but it has become discolored over time. Thanks, Louise, for remembering Ralston. Wish we knew more of the story about how it came to be at our house. Things like that were hard to come by. Ralston was also the period when we finally got a small refrigerator, wonder of wonders.
The treadle sewing machine was like magic. Mother would sometimes let me sit on the floor and push the peddle with my hands. Steve and I also learned how to take the belt off the wheel so we (please note, I didn't do this by myself) could see how fast we could make the peddle go, then take our hands off and watch it keep going. Hemming dishtowels was my first sewing machine experience on this machine. And the old cabinet it sat in was wonderful - it even had drawers, and Mother could fold up part of the top, fold down another section, tuck the machine down in the cabinet and close the lid. Wish someone in the family still had it!
PS. I think I took these photos with the very small Brownie camera that had been left at home. And I don't think Judy posed for this one, I think I took it when she wasn't looking, that is until the monster flash bulb went off. The first camera of my very own was one Dwight and Velna gave me for High School graduation.
That very small Brownie camera was the Baby Brownie that was Dwight's first camera, that he gave to me - I must have acquired another camera to leave that one behind. Glad you had it.
That very small Brownie camera was the Baby Brownie that was Dwight's first camera, that he gave to me - I must have acquired another camera to leave that one behind. Glad you had it.
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