Aged and Infirm Typewriter with Rustyo Arthritis

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Another of those long attic finishes, the rustic patina of pre-use and pre-love in my vintage typewriter – a grand old machine, somewhat decrepit and beautiful – a Remington from the early 1920s.

 

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Of course this grand ol’ lady has seen better days when we had ink ribbons, no spell checkers, no delete buttons, no white-out liquid, the days before electric typewriters.  OK how old am I?

I remember those days well though I didn’t do typing in high school. To this day I am more or less a 2 fingered typist though quite fast if I might say so! Um, don’t we all have to be typists these days? Even NGE types now – including correspondence – with 2 fingers!

 

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No more sound of a key being pressed for this old lady . . . .  tap, tap, click-clack, click clack.

 

No more making a new line with a bing, a ding of the bell or a clunk when we hit the heavy carriage return to move to the next line.

No more zzzzipp zzzzippp when we pull the sheet of paper out of the roller mechanism.

Not for this lady as she’s completely seized with age & rustyo-arthritis.

 

 

Beautiful.

A relic to some.

Junk to others. Not to me.

 

 

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One of my cooler pieces, a classic gadget from days gone by that brings her own unique charm and style to the house creating all sorts of interest whether as a conversation starter, for visual interest or a prop.

I know some use the old typewriter as a door-stop.

This one is so heavy it would work better as a barn-door stop!

Some say these old typewriters are rubbish, junk and should be tossed.

“Never!” I say.

Never will this grand ol’ lady be of such insulting and immoral utilitarian use as a door-stop nor will it be junked!

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