I can't really believe it was fun even though the lady has this ultra modern washing machine. I remember the klutz that I was, getting my arm caught in the wringers. I don't remember the exact scenerio about how I was extricated, but my mother was close by and she must have saved the day.
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Having been born in 1944, I find your site most interesting.
The 'new' washing machine in the photo looks very much like my mother's 'old' machine that was replaced by a Bendix front-loading model that bounced across the floor during its first load. The problem was solved by building a level concrete platform and sinking the legs into the wet mixture. Needless to say, replacing it several years later proved to be another real challenge.
Thanks for the memories!
Jim Leeds
http://jimsjourney.wordpress.com/
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