runs in the family

A number of years ago, the building that now houses Five, held The Salvage Studio.  We loved to poked around in the shop.  One day Youngest Daughter came upon an old manual typewriter. She HAD to have it.  There were also a stack of old ribbons in their cardboard boxes.  The owners were not sure if any of the ribbons fit the typewriter, but bundled them all up and sent her skipping home.  She used the typewriter for a week, maybe two, and then it sat in her room.  Yesterday she gave it to Youngest Son and he could not be happier. 

This was Chapter One. 

This was Chapter Two.  They are good.

Comments

[kate]

Oh how fabulous.

[Patty]

Great story!