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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Bev aka thelmasstuff, post: 255759, member: 23&quot;]Our washing machine was on the back porch.&nbsp; I&#039;d stand on a milk crate and my mother would hand me a piece of clothing to feed into the wringer while she cranked.&nbsp; When I was six, we lived in an apartment block and one of our neighbors caught her arm in a washer and broke it.&nbsp; She came running out screaming while all of us kids were playing.&nbsp; Scared the daylights out of me so I was very, very careful not to get my fingers squeezed![/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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