Underwood and 2020

When my first two books were published nearly simultaneously, my husband presented me with a circa 1915 Underwood typewriter which he rescued from his mother’s storage shed. He lovingly cleaned and oiled it and stashed it in a dark corner of our own storage shed until the time was right.

The typewriter bears a sticker that reads San Gabriel Typewriter Co. with a phone number that consists of only four digits. The address is now a strip mall populated with a convenience store, a host of small eateries, and an internet provider. The San Gabriel Typewriter Company is no more.

But the little typewriter that had its beginnings there is still here, solid and steadfast. And beautiful. Each round key is a work of art with the upper case letters displayed in a flowing script. Its ribbon is brittle with age, but it is otherwise perfectly functional.

Typing on it would require commitment to every letter and space. Mistakes are nearly permanent and the keys take a degree of effort to push hard enough to impress ink upon paper. There could be no wishy-washy tap of a letter. One had to be certain and act accordingly. And create something unique. Something that can’t be printed off a dozen times, or a hundred.

Our modern computers are much more forgiving, whether that’s to our benefit or not is debatable.

Not that I’m complaining.

I personally wouldn’t want to write a book using the Underwood, but I can see how it might curb things like internet trolls.

Or not. Who knows? People are people…

As I look at the typewriter, I’m inclined to wonder about the things it has seen and the fingers that have touched the keys.

Who else typed their special thoughts on this workmanlike machine? Were they letters to a soldier in WWI expressing emotions that no mere words can capture? Was there correspondence to families of men who would never come home?

A few years later, the typewriter would have witnessed the Spanish Flu epidemic. Were newspaper articles pecked out on its keys? Measures to take to avoid the disease?  Notes informing of lost loved ones?

 I am not a nostalgic person. I don’t believe there is any such thing as the “good old days.”  Nothing exists that humankind has not already endured. As I look through the historical timelines from the early years of the Underwood’s existence, I see pandemics of Spanish flu and typhoid. I see the use of chemical weapons and bombings of cities. I see anti-Semitism and racism. I see political upheaval and division.

I see volcanic eruptions and heat waves. Fires and floods. Hurricanes and earthquakes.

But I also see something else. I see human innovation and resilience. I see films, books, and art.  I see a human spirit unbroken by adversity and hardship. I see truly heroic acts of selfless compassion.

I see love.

My little Underwood has been present as the events of the world unfold in cycles. Cycles that repeat again and again and probably will long after both the typewriter and myself are gone.

And on a deep level, that brings me comfort. What we are experiencing now is not different from what has been experienced in the past. It might be new to us, this generation, but it is not new to humanity. And humanity continues, following a rhythmic drumbeat forward.

Or is that typewriter keys I hear?

2 thoughts on “Underwood and 2020

  1. I believe your faith is correct. My min used to say “times change, people don’t “. The closer I get to my Father in Heaven the more I see original sin. This beautiful innovative machine is a work of art with intense patience and perseverance. I wish our youth, and us for that matter, would take the time to see how easy things are today. Which makes it easier to be dishonest with no Responsibility and Repercussions. We must stay true. God Bless


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