"Is that for sale too?" we asked.
"Yeah, but it's pretty rough."
We almost passed it up, but then he made an offer we couldn't refuse, both for the price of one basically.
Larry, for some reason, was enthralled by the Maytag. He couldn't wait to get to work on it. The wringer was froze up, the power cord had been cut, the whole thing was rusty and filthy. We discussed removing the motor because it probably didn't run and it made the machine really heavy.
But Larry went to work, and in a few days had it pretty well cleaned up. He'd fixed the broken leg, freed the wringer, scrubbed the whole thing, plugged up a couple small holes in the tub, and finally replaced the power cord.
And it ran! Wonder of wonders. He washed rugs in it and put them through the wringer--which has both a forward and a reverse, something I'd forgotten about from those long-ago days when my mother had a wringer washer.
So this one is just about ready to go to our Marietta booth, although I think Larry's going to feel a twinge in his heart at letting it go.
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