Montgomery Ward Sewing Machine

Look what I found in the guest room where I stayed with friends: a Montgomery Ward sewing machine. This was one of those instances where I made myself at home: I spent at least 30 minutes moving this sewing machine all over the room trying to get a good photograph. (It wasn’t set up to be used. It was being stored in the extra bedroom.)

I have no idea as to the year it was made. Montgomery Ward sewing machine (23)

I even took some art work from the dining room and turned it around to use as the backdrop because I discovered that the sewing machine and the wall were the same color. (The framed art work was just leaning up against the wall; it wasn’t hung up.)

I don’t know what this knob does.

Montgomery Ward sewing machine (18)

Moody, Texas

And, yes, I put everything back in its proper place after finishing the photograph session.

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After the original post, I asked Kay if the machine works. She said it works and she uses it all the time.

The Daily Special: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright Roger Bultot

Photo copyright Roger Bultot

The Daily Special

“That bag, someone turned it in as lost. When he asked for it, I thought it was his.” The three detectives looked at him. He was sweating, pale, so nervous he was barely able to stand.

Detective Wollstonecraft had worked undercover for months, investigating the money laundering operation, tracking it to this diner, to the owner.

“You’re lying,” she said, leaning against the counter. “He asked for the daily special, you gave him the bag. He’s already in custody. Tell us about the money: where it comes from, where it goes. And, sir, please: Just the facts.”

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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.