The story, (Thank you, Paul Turquoisedude)
The woman who sold the machine was in the hospital and that's why the ad has not been taken down. It was sold and picked up a few days ago. Alas, she did not offer many details.
My heart pounded so hard with eager anticipation when I called her last night because I was hoping to heal a wound with this machine. I left her two messages, at last offering her the original 200, or more. The bad news came this morning.
In the late winter, the Avocado Roto-Rack LK, left to me by my beloved gay Aunt Alice, was mistakenly put to the curb by two of my nephews because my mother, in her eighties, thought there may be mold in the housing. This was a rarely used machine in mint condition. I thought the machine was safe in the hands of mom. When my built-in Tappan (model M 61 1144) bit the dust, I so wanted this gem, especially because the plumbing is on the left which is a perfect fit for the wet bar, and it allows easy entry into the living room. It was going to be perfect. AND IT WAS MY GAY AUNT'S, For Christ Sake.
When I went for the machine, stored in Alice's finished basement and learned of its fate not only was I devastated, but I got sick. The stress weakened my immune system. Most members here will appreciate the depths of loss in a circumstance such as this. I'll spare you the details.
The machine in this thread was just an hour away from by magnificent nephew and Godson, Bret who lives in Columbia NC, and is coming home to visit shortly. It seemed like the universe was reaching out a hand.
Such comforting delusions!
OUCH. Thanks, Unijerx LOL.
So there you go, as Geraldine loves to say, I've gotten over it, but one of these LK's would sure sand away the scar. All that survives is this bad photograph.
