Tales of the Wringer Washer



When I was young we had to make do with abandoned refrigerators and wringer washing machines as the danger of the day. My Grandmother would never let me near her wringer washer due to the many dangers known and unknown to mankind. My Grandfather used to fill it and she then grated the lye soap into it. It was nothing short of a performance every single week.


Tales of women catching their long hair in the wringer were repeated to me often along with the tale of one poor girl in Dunham, Quebec who lost her arm after it got stuck in the wringer.

One day my grandmother almost got one of her ample bosoms caught while she was processing the clothes through and my Grandfather quietly said he should erect a sign that said,
No nudity in the laundry area!


Washer seen yesterday at Dawn’s Closet in Smiths Falls which is for sale!


About lindaseccaspina

Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda was a fashion designer, and then owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa on Rideau Street from 1976-1996. She also did clothing for various media and worked on “You Can’t do that on Television”. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off on American media she finally found her calling. She is a weekly columnist for the Sherbrooke Record and documents history every single day and has over 6500 blogs about Lanark County and Ottawa and an enormous weekly readership. Linda has published six books and is in her 4th year as a town councillor for Carleton Place. She believes in community and promoting business owners because she believes she can, so she does.

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