I spent an hour buffing up the amazing Underwood No. 3 typewriter I found at the thrift shop.
It was so dusty, it looked like it spent the last fifty years under a haystack in a barn.
I got the worst of it off and left some dust for its new owner to sweep away.
Want to see some close-ups?
I stopped by the thrift shop yesterday afternoon to drop off a few things.
And to take a look around, of course.
The shop was so busy that there wasn’t a single parking spot in their lot, or even on the street out front. I ended up parking a block away.
I’d never seen this shop so busy. So I didn’t expect to find anything good.
But then, after I’d had to “excuse me” and “pardon me” all the way through the shop, I finally saw something awesome in the narrowest aisle. On the floor.
An Underwood No. 3 typewriter!