Thanx for the pic; very interesting stuff. I remember my grandmother had a Blackstone 150 when I was a li'l kid. Occasionally, she'd "save" a load of laundry for me, so I could watch it (at the time, my family lived in an apartment, and didn't have our own washing machine). I can vaguely rememeber that hollow sound of teh flume sparying the water into the empty tub; my grandmother adding her "witches' brew" of additives. And then watching her load it up as the agitator sucked everything down deep into the tub. I also rememeber that if it had an unbalanced load, it would vibrate and "walk." It scared me sh**less the first time I saw that. I mean, hell; I was...how old? I must've been all of seven, or thereabouts. Anyway, she replaced it with a Norge, and I remember roughly when she got it; about a month or so later, JFK was shot.