This is my third typewriter, which I named Barbara after my grandma (dad’s mom). She’s still alive and kicking, but I figured since I named my sewing machine after my other grandma, I should name something after her too. I can’t remember exactly when I got her, sometime in high school before my senior year… 9th or 10th grade, maybe. This is the only one of my typewriters that isn’t in 100% working condition. There’s something wrong with the return handle (or w/e it’s called), and the right knob isn’t connected properly so it doesn’t turn the platen :/. When I got her, the string that advances the carriage was snapped, but I was able to fix that. She is actually useable, but it is not a fun or easy experience, so for now I consider her a project. She’s just lovely though, I find that 1940’s typewriters are so stylish- they usually have a slightly bubbly/domed kind of look, like this one does.