Growing up with his stories, his lifestyle, I couldn't help but discover an appreciation for the way things used to be built. He worked for the Singer sewing machine company for forty years, but he had been retired at least 10 years before I was born. He loved everything Singer. We had an old one when I was a kid that my mother still uses. My father knew the ups and downs of that machine, and every machine Singer built while he worked there. When I got a traveling machine from the 1950s, he looked it over for me.
|A toy singer that was my mother's|
|My friend Karl's typewriter|
I love old things. That means I love you.