Enter the 'Flo's
I already posted a picture of our first automatic washer installed, ghetto-fashion in the kitchen of the apartment I was born into in another thread.
My parents bought their first home when I was 4 years old, not 2 blocks away from that first apartment, on 19th Street between 1st and 2nd avenues. They bought a row-house that was built in 1860 and had been used as a neighborhood clinic with another family; they had the first two floors we had the 3rd and 4th floor. On the top floor, a large bathroom was built for us kids and there was an alcove put into it for a washer and dryer. I'll never forget, as long as I live, the day we moved in and I saw those 2 matching appliances. I had to be told what a dryer was because I was convinced that my parents, for some delightful reason, bought 2 washing machines.

I already posted a picture of our first automatic washer installed, ghetto-fashion in the kitchen of the apartment I was born into in another thread.
My parents bought their first home when I was 4 years old, not 2 blocks away from that first apartment, on 19th Street between 1st and 2nd avenues. They bought a row-house that was built in 1860 and had been used as a neighborhood clinic with another family; they had the first two floors we had the 3rd and 4th floor. On the top floor, a large bathroom was built for us kids and there was an alcove put into it for a washer and dryer. I'll never forget, as long as I live, the day we moved in and I saw those 2 matching appliances. I had to be told what a dryer was because I was convinced that my parents, for some delightful reason, bought 2 washing machines.
