Many years ago when I was in my early 20's my mom, dad, husband and I went to the auction of a sewing machine repair shop. Mom spotted a featherweight and dad got it for her, and a few other machines. Well, fast forward to now. About a year ago I asked her about it. She had no idea what happened to it, probably in storage, and that I could have it if I could find it. Today, The Dr was cleaning out her storage closet and there in the front was a familiar black case. I grabbed it. The bottom is missing, but the machine is in great condition. I will bring it home and look at it a little more when we get home.. Isn't she pretty??