I’ve taken it to to the mountains, the beaches, the valleys…… we shall never surrender.
Sorry, got carried away. It’s easy to with this. It’s light, sturdy, and just looks like military issue equipment. The sound is snappy, but not too loud. Only a few very small screws ( be sure to get a supply from tiny machine screws, you never know when one jut might disappear) hold the casing on and once open, you see that parts are easy to get to (Not like some machines I know).
This one is, if I remember offhand, made in 1956, time of the Hungarian revolution. Heck, it was even born in time of strife.
This one pounded out, in the light of the moon, my first published poem. Then this year, in Union Station, Los Angeles, on one of those standing-only tables, it tapped out a story dreamt up on the train just minutes before.
Anyone else have one? What did you do with yours?
Onyx typer 