Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Huh !!!??? THIS one is for Candygirlflies ...

Back in September of 2007 I mused about the old typewriters I've used ... I included in the list a Smith Corona Word Processor that I bought during my University years - its twin was in the possession of my friend Candygirlflies who graces us online with her delightful blog - "I Can Fly, Just Not Up".

Today I was truly and utterly gob-smacked when at the Museum of Civilization I stumbledover the Smith Corona Word Processor pictured above ... while it is NOT the same model as the one CGF and I had, it is close ... this particular model though was on display in a corner dedicated to one of my favourite Canadian Authors - the curmudgeonly Mordecai Richler !!!!

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought, that while CGF and I were labouring over University papers and assignments, the Great Richler was crafting manuscripts for his fiction ... I wonder what came off the roller of his Smith Corona ???

2 comments:

Candygirlflies said...

How. Wonderful.

Looking back, I STILL cannot believe the dozens and dozens of long-winded essays (masterpieces, all of them, I tell you-- harhar) I managed to crank out on that machine over the many years I spent at the University of Toronto... Even my major papers in my final year were composed first BY HAND, and then carefully typed in onto that tiny, 4-line display screen...

As I prepare to return to school next year (AGAIN), I think of the ol' PWP 40 sitting and collecting dust in my basement, and still swear that the type quality that it faithfully banged out was the neatest, most professional-looking print that I have ever manfactured! Oh, for the ability to purchase more of the damnable RIBBON CARTRIDGES!

Ah, me... the ol' laser printer will have to suffice.

Harumph.

xo CGF

p.s. I think the fact that we've been immortalized in the Museum of Civilization OFFICIALLY makes us "curmudgeons", non? 'Fraid so.

Unknown said...

Ahhhh, we have a Vic 20 in the basement that was lovingly bought in the late seventies (get this!!) when David sold some authentic Emily Carr pencil drawings found in a donated book to a small community library.