BAROP Update: The Changing of the Guard
It was only a matter of time, really. Our Writing Center typewriter - a dubious Remington Quiet-Riter - bit the techno-dust and had to be replaced. All that creative effort on the Big Ass Roll of Paper, all those timid hands clacking out their first mechanical writing, well, it was too much for the old girl. She threw a feed roller. Not AT us, mind you, but certainly in revolt.
I went home and made a quick search under the bed for another machine that could take the kind of semi-Kerouacian punishment our writing tutors can dish out. And look what I found.
This sweet Royal was an Ebay chance I took a year ago. I paid more in shipping, and not much there. What arrived was this completely pristine Royal Quiet Deluxe. She's an odd textured green - something between August grass and Ozark moss. The roller had never been struck and all the paperwork sat tucked inside the top of the case.
The truth is, I'd forgotten about this little jewel. And yes, I feel a little guilty about it.
Jennifer and I retired the Quiet-Riter with all the dignity due that toad-colored workhorse. Spinning the BAROP gingerly out was a tad tricky considering missing feed roller and the delicacy of the teletype roll, not to mention the enormous length of the damn thing. It was a two-woman job.
I think I heard "Taps" playing softly behind us, but I'm not sure.