by Margot Harrison
Last Saturday afternoon, Burlington's Maglianero Café filled with a sound eerily familiar to people of a certain age: the tapping of manual typewriters. The typists, ranging from grade-schoolers to boomers, came from around the state. What they had in common was a fascination with the ingenious, durable machines that once represented state-of-the-art personal communications technology. And, contrary to a certain image of typewriter enthusiasts as cooler-than-thou, their enthusiasm for the bygone world of Wite-Out and manual carriage returns was frank and contagious.…
by Margot Harrison
Last Saturday afternoon, Burlington's Maglianero Café filled with a sound eerily familiar to people of a certain age: the tapping of manual typewriters. The typists, ranging from grade-schoolers to boomers, came from around the state. What they had in common was a fascination with the ingenious, durable machines that once represented state-of-the-art personal communications technology. And, contrary to a certain image of typewriter enthusiasts as cooler-than-thou, their enthusiasm for the bygone world of Wite-Out and manual carriage returns was frank and contagious.…