It feels like autumn here in Northern Illinois. Great weather for hitting the weekend flea markets. I know that my vacation finds still need to be posted (Plus, our semi annual jaunt to Baraboo Gas and Steam Engine show... Yipee!), but this little beauty had me so excited that its story must be told first...
Mr. Hollow and I rose early for a 2 hour drive on Sunday to a small weekend flea market in Wisconsin. Usually, we find one or two small items and some produce. I shudder to write that my first extremely, and now a little regretting, "tempted to purchase" pass was on a spinning wheel at a great price... Hmmm... Do I really need two? Then, I talked myself out of some cool jars. (Makes you wonder why I got up at the crack of dawn doesn't it?) Finally, my hubby waves me over to a pile of goods laying in the grass in front of a pickup truck. He must of asked me three times what I thought of the item in the farthest corner. Maybe it was the sun glare, but it took me all of the three times to see this Pfaff 130 sewing machine. Did I really need another sewing machine? ;)
I skeptically walked over while the vendors, a man and his teenage son, stood watching. Wow! This machine was really clean. Definitely someone's baby. The decals shown absolutely perfect with the paint smooth and shiny without a single chip. The man nodded to his son to walk over and do the haggling... Yep, me versus a very sweet teenage boy.
The young man assured me the machine worked. Pointed out that the handle was broke on the cover. (Hard to believe that the case belonged to this pristine machine!) He also stated, the machine was very heavy to carry, since he was the one who loaded it in the truck to take to the market. Poor kid... After that confession, I am sure Mr. Hollow was afraid he could talk me into any price! :( I decided at that moment to just ask the price, figuring it would be hideous, making my polite get away a little easier. So, I did. The young man replied 5 dollars. Seriously, how do you bicker over that? I really do not need another machine but are you kidding me 5 DOLLARS? I looked over at his Dad. He was smiling -very proud of the job his son was doing- nodding in agreement. What kind of heartless quilter would say "let me think about it" to such a duo for that price? Long story short, I have a new machine in the fold! :)
We arrived home by afternoon, and the Pfaff was humming away an hour later. I consider this heavy duty machine a "he" that until a few minutes ago was yet to be named... And yet to be cleaned! I am just floored by the immaculate shape of this machine... His previous owner's address label was still adhered to his under carriage, along with the shop that he was purchased from in Janesville, Wisconsin.
I have had to do some research on the Pfaff 130. The sites say it is from the 50's and can plow through 4 layers of leather. Now that my friends is a work horse! Not really sure if I need this kind of a machine... But my projects are continually changing, so it could very well be a future life saver. You never know with me! :)
I notice that only a few have the "Made in Western - Germany" decal. Most are Germany. Talk about a blast from the past!
While adding captions to the photos, I was reminded that his previous owner's name was Fred. Being the spur of a moment kind of gal that I am (which explains all of my pets' weird names!), this Pfaff is going to have the name Friedrich in honor of his previous owner. Sounds very distinguished doesn't it? Welcome to the Hollow, Friedrich Pfaff. :)
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