It's funny: the day you realize that a hobby is slowly devouring your life. So it is time to say goodbye to a typewriter or fifteen it would seem.
Saying goodbye to a typewriter is like leaving a girlfriend, for me. I'm the first to admit that I'm a bit of a polygamist when it comes to these wonderful machines. Also like a polygamist, no two machines get nearly enough attention from me. Many of them go neglected. That's what happens when you have a typewriter commune.
But when it finally comes time to say goodbye, I can't help but ruminate on all those times we had--no matter how few.
"You haven't touched this typewriter since you bought it," my sensible mind would say.
"I know. But it looks so good in these photos!" the child in me replies.
But no matter how much I fight over it, there just isn't enough room in one house for this many machines, and some of them have to go. No matter how pretty.
But we always have the old times.
That's all from Elliott at the Kitchen Table, saying goodbye to the fine SM-4 and ROYAL SAFARI