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Yes, that was a washline post. It's funny what people will remember. I didn't recall it rusting out, tho I'm not surprised. It was certainly replaced, as I didn't have a dryer, needed a washline. On Mondays, lines all up and down that row of back yards would be full of laundry flapping in the breeze. And if left out too late in the afternoon, getting sooty spots when they poured iron at Fairmount Foundry to the west. Or getting bird droppings, courtesy of starlings on the telephone wires which crisscrossed to about 5 houses over MY back yard. (I tend to go on a bit on that subject!) Janet
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This is 232 back yard looking toward the 'shop' in the 234 back yard. The silver pole rusted out at the base a couple years later and was removed.
mick.........
and i don't remember the side window on the shop at all.
what was the original purpose of that pole? for wash lines?
Yes, that was a washline post. It's funny what people will remember. I didn't recall it rusting out, tho I'm not surprised. It was certainly replaced, as I didn't have a dryer, needed a washline. On Mondays, lines all up and down that row of back yards would be full of laundry flapping in the breeze. And if left out too late in the afternoon, getting sooty spots when they poured iron at Fairmount Foundry to the west. Or getting bird droppings, courtesy of starlings on the telephone wires which crisscrossed to about 5 houses over MY back yard. (I tend to go on a bit on that subject!) Janet
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