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I can also remember this machine. My grandma would let me feed the clothes into the wringer.
I remember these very well since I was in charge of the laundry in our family. Once got my arm caught in the wringer. Scary but no damage.
Right out of my childhood. Don't get your hair caught in the wringer. There's another phrase that became popular back in the day having to do with this machine but I'll refrain because I hate to be uncouth! :)
Yes, I remember it too. Grandma used to have one and I have vivid memories of her feeding the clothes through those rollers to squeeze the water out. Thank goodness for the spin cycle.
Holy cow! There was one my home when I was kid. You just flooded my mind with a load of forgotten memories. After the wash went through the ringer we took them outside and hung them on the clothesline for mother nature to dry..
oh we had one in our home. I also got my arm caught too.Oh the wash came out so white and she taught me the proper way to hang them on the old clothes line. Dad made some steps up to the clothes line where he made a platform to set the basket down and then you had the pully line to pull it in and out. Those were the good old days. Mom loved it.
I'm sure my grandmothers would have been familiar with that style of washer.
I can remember when one of my grandmothers got her first one. She was ecstatic! It sat on the back porch.
I learned how to do laundry on one of these. Reminds me of my grandmother.
Nope... my family went straight from boiling is large container to one of the first washer we now know.But myself could only afford a Calor washing machine when I started working.
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