I want to introduce two favorites today. And I am so excited! First is Beauty. (I can’t believe that these picture are mine. That I took them at my house with my camera, and of MY TYPEWRITER. It doesn’t seem real.)
Sigh, she is just perfect. Everything about her is perfect. And even after looking at the pictures, and then looking behind me to the real deal, I can still hardly believe that she is mine. It was truly a Pink Week Miracle. I can’t bear to put her away, I want to see her all the time. And Creamie loves her too. She’s been living on my dining room table for a few days now and a couple of times every day Creamie will reach up on her tippie-toes and hit the space bar and say “Ding Ding! Thanks Stan.” It’s adorable. Which brings me to the next favorite I have to introduce to you.
This is Stan. Stan the Typewriter Man. And he is wonderful. As soon as Beauty arrived last week I called Stan and asked him to take a look at her. And he cleaned her up and made sure everything was working perfectly and oiled her for me. I like Stan because he appreciates Beauty as much as I do. (And all other typewriters for that matter.) And I am so glad that I found him. Because without knowing him I don’t know that I would have been able to buy Beauty. I would have been afraid that something would go wrong and I wouldn’t be able to use her. And that would have been a tragedy. But after I found LOVE (my turquoise 1960’s typewriter) I found Stan. And then I found Beauty. Fate? I think it’s a little more than that. And now Beauty is back at my house, and she is clean and sparkly and more beautiful than before. Do you remember how dirty she was when she got here? I’ll remind you.
Years of grime and dirt and dust and who knows what else was covering this baby inside and out. (I know one “else”… little bugs. They were crawling out of her as I sprayed her insides with canned air. Shudder.) A few hours from me took care of most of the dirt on the outside, and then Stan took care of all the rest. Thank you so much Stan, you have made a dream come true, and I will always be grateful. Always.
Here she is. Shiny and new (looking) and ready for me to play. I’ve got some big plans for this little machine. Big, big plans. You will see her again for sure. She’ll be typing all sorts of things, just as soon as I figure out how all her Magic Margins and Tabulators are supposed to work. Does anyone happen to have a copy of the 1950’s users’s manual lying about? I could really use one.