Way back in time I wrote a column about wash day in my family when I was a young boy. I recalled the log cabin that my father built back in the mid 20s and the fast moving spring running beside it ...

The bell on our new washer really intrigued me. Around 1950 we finally got an actual automatic washing machine. You’d plug it in, turn it to “start” and then you could walk away while it swirled the ...