60 Points, Typewriter Hunter

Growing up, one of the joys of yearly visits with my family in Rome plunking the keys of my dear Nonno Italo's mid-century typewriter. Those days are long gone, but my fondness for typewriters and all things nostalgia was deeply instilled in my distant Italian life. And once I got on the typewriter train, I REALLY took off and now I've just stopped counting.

My life has had a lot of change and upheaval in recent years, and nearly all of my machines are in storage awaiting the day when I can finally live in my own space and bring them out again to clean, tinker with, and fix up. I don't think one needs a typewriter to write the next great American novel - they make shopping lists and office work nobler, and something to look forward to.

Still, I think I'm always searching for my nonno's typewriter. I don't know what it was, and I'll probably never lay my hands on it again. But the path through my growing typewriter collection is worthwhile.