She was born in 1946. I’m thinking of calling her “Susan.”

I’m sad because no amount of penetrating oil is making these screws budge. I have no idea how I’m going to restore this machine if I can’t get all the parts out to clean them. These are not standard screws, and can’t be easily replaced. 😦

See these screws? They ain't goin' nowhere.
See these screws? They ain’t goin’ nowhere.

My parts have arrived!

Brand-new parts that don't *quite* look like the old

The new motor and foot pedal are here! I’m so excited!

Also, a new slide plate since that was missing from the machine. I’m a little concerned about that bright red plastic belt; whether it will work properly, and if it does, how it will effect the aesthetic of the whole machine? I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it, I guess. A new rubber belt won’t be that expensive.

In the beginning…


A while back, I found a Singer 66 at my local Salvation Army. I had the money to buy it, but not to restore it, so it sat in my apartment for a while. I’ve been using the cabinet as a table for another sewing machine that was being lent to me by a friend.

But then my friend needed his sewing machine back.

After a while of floundering, another friend of mine offered some help to restore my old Singer. Wow! What a guy!

It’s currently in pieces, meaning that picture up there is someone else’s machine. But hey, that’s exactly what it will look like once I get it put back together again!

I’d really like for this to be my primary machine. I know exactly how well-made objects were back then, and I know that once this beauty is cleaned, oiled, and in one piece, it will last me the rest of my life, and then some.

I feel brave for having taken it apart myself. Maybe I really AM a tinker, after all!