In my house we have two: a damaged one (black and old) that belonged to my maternal grandmother and another one that my mother still uses to make some clothes or household items. In Venezuela, because of the high cost of clothes, people prefer to buy the fabrics and have their clothes made. For example, school uniforms. The noise of the machine and my grandmother's dexterity is an image I will never forget. Thank you for the memory, @gooddreanm!