I stumbled upon this little sweet heart in the same flea market/antique mall that I found the picture that I blogged about earlier.I have always wanted one of these, (like I said, I'm trying to buy back my childhood) because this ringer washing machine is almost identical to the one that Mama used to wash our clothes for so many years.
When I looked this machine over, I touched it and felt love. There are a few things that make me feel my Mama's love. This is one of them and a sewing machine is another.
I didn't ask how much it was, because I'm sure I couldn't have afforded it, nor would I have a place for it.....but the next time I go back to Hattiesburg, I'm going to stop in there again and hope that it is still there. I plan on just touching it and feeling the love.
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I remember these, too...and loved putting the wash through the wringer, although I worried about putting my hand through, too.
I spent all the winters in Florida growing up and so many of the places we rented had these machines--right through the 60's. That is a nice one!
I'm thrifting my way up to Hattiesburg today so hopefully I'll see your washer (I also try to hit the antique malls on Hwy 49)--I grew up in suburban southern California and all those new tract homes came outfitted with the newest in modern conveniences so I can't look at the wringer with any personal nostalgia, although I think it looks incredibly beautiful. Better get off this computer so I can go get hit in the face with today's heat and humidity!
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