Rosemary J. Gwaltney
northern mountains, Idaho
This brings back such memories for me! My father was a printer, and I too, remember those old presses. At eight, I loved visiting his work, watching his careful movements, like a sort of ballet, enjoying the scent of the ink, and the sound of the slapping presses. Boy, did he love those presses.
I remember so many of these things - and I thank you for helping preserve them - in your own inimitable style!