R.I.P. Bernie

So yeah. I think it's finally time to give up on Bernie. Bernie would be my 21 year old Bernina 910 sewing machine. Berninas are awesome sewing machines, but alas, the 910 was a home model. I firmly believe that I wore him out. Why exactly I have decided that my sewing machine is a male, I do not know. The good news is that about 2 years ago when Bernie started ailing, I started perusing Ebay to find a replacement. After a false start with a low-end Bernina that has no button hole feature, I ended up with a Singer from the early 60's. Which was an incredibly good buy. Sewing Machine Dude told me I should never, ever get rid of it. And I won't. My mom had a different model from the same line, same era of Singers. Sewing Machine Dude would be a guy I found in the Chicago yellow pages. He comes out to your house to fix your machine. If it needs a lot of work, he takes it away and brings it back about a week later. He. Is. Awesome.