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Celebrating the Wonderful Clothesline Tradition
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Since the 1950's
Three Sheets to the Wind: The Only Way to Dry
Craig Wilson, USA Today May 8, 1999 

Clothesline Makes Memories Fresher
Eleanor D. Ryan, St. Petersburg Times Nov. 18, 1998  

Comments from Everlast® Customers and Clothesline Enthusiasts



Three Sheets to the Wind: The Only Way to Dry
Craig Wilson, USA Today May 8, 1999 
copyright © 1999 USA Today

I know you don’t see them much anymore, and I know the better social circles wouldn’t be caught dead with one in their back yard, and I know there are even strict ordinances against them in the most common of subdivisions now. But I don’t care.

It’s spring. I want a clothesline.

I want to walk across a lawn with a basket of wet laundry in my hands, fumble around in a bag of wooden pins and hang up clothes. Out of my way. I’m moving down the line.

I grew up with a clothesline right outside the kitchen window – two lines strung between T-shape metal poles. As soon as I was tall enough, my mom taught me how to hang clothes. Yes, there is a method. Towels with towels. Sheets with sheets. Shirts all in a row, held together with but a single clothespin between them.

We were a wood slip-on clothespin family. We didn’t do those with the spring action, and never the plastic variety, but I guess it’s all a matter of personal taste.

All clotheslines are not created equal, either. I don’t understand those smaller four-sided ones, for instance. The ones that rotate on one pole. They aren’t real clotheslines. There’re too confined. Too restrained.

Real clotheslines are long and elegant, a simple straight line that allows the wind to work its wonders.

There was no shame in having a clothesline when I was growing up. There was nothing low-rent about it.

If anything, there was a bit of competition in rural upstate New York when it came to hanging clothes. I remember riding the bus to school and passing clothesline after clothesline filled with the daily wash, one more beautiful than the other.

Clothes hanging is a work of art. Done properly, it can put a Calder to shame. It takes on a life of its own. Shirts shudder. Pants dance. Towels flap and snap.

But it is the broad white sheet that is the king of the line. Watching them whipping in the wind is akin to watching the flag go by on the Fourth of July. It can bring a tear to the eye.

I have been know to pull over on a country road if I see a clothesline of sheets in full sail.

And the smell! Let me die with my face in a sheet that’s been hanging on a clothesline all afternoon.

What’s that, you say? Did I hear you say I’m strange?

Well, if you think I’m odd for saying I love burying my face in a crisp, cool sheet right off the line, then you’ve never buried you face in a crisp, cool sheet right off the line. Your loss. I have no idea why people take drugs when there are fresh-off-the-clothesline sheet to sniff. A lot cheaper too. And it’s legal!

Take them down, put them on the bed, and you have one great night’s sleep ahead of you.

There’s a laundry product out today that boasts it can make clothing "clothesline fresh." Just pop it in the dryer. Whom are they kidding? Not me. And not anyone who has ever had the privilege of owing a clothesline.

I love summer cottages because they always come with a clothesline, often strung between two trees. In the morning, the bedding billows in the wind off the lake. In the evening, the beach towels snap to attention, right alongside the bathing suits from the afternoon swim and the dish towels from dinner’s wash-up.

I bought my first house for two reasons: a front porch and a clothesline. The clothesline ran from the back kitchen door out to the corner of the barn. It was on a pulley. I could stand in one place and hang all the clothes, pulling them toward the barn, where they were eventually high enough to catch the wind.

It was better than hoisting a sail.

I’d do a load of clothes before I went to work in the morning, hang them up on my way out the door and arrive home at night to the best-smelling wash in Saratoga Springs, N.Y. From April to November, I never used my dryer. It was heaven on earth.

And the real heaven? I’d be sitting in a dark-green rocker on a wide front porch. In one direction would be a perfectly stacked wall of firewood as far as the eye could see. And in the other? The longest clothesline imaginable, filled with nothing but miles and miles of white sheets billowing in the wind, putting the clouds to shame.

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Clothesline Makes Memories Fresher
Eleanor D. Ryan, St. Petersburg Times Nov. 18, 1998  
copyright © 1998 St. Petersburg Times

On a recent morning we saw a most beautiful sight as we sere driving home from the grocery store . . . snowy white laundry, hanging for three clotheslines, in somebody’s backyard.

"Ha, ha," I said. "I’m not the only one who prefers air drying. Could we stop for a minute?"

My ever-loving gave me a weird look, pulled close to the curb, turned off the motor and said, "Enjoy!"

"Oh, they must have a baby. There’s a whole line of diapers. Doesn’t that bring back memories of when our brood wore cloth diapers? I must have washed thousands of them through the years. Remember how I’d boil them once a week to keep them nice and white? And each sock is hung separately. She must be a good housekeeper. My mother always said you can tell a good housekeeper by the way the laundry is hung on the line."

"I’m very please to have all that information. Now can we move on?"

As we drove away, my thoughts wandered back to wash day when our children were young. I remember pushing my Maytag wringer washer up to the kitchen sink, filling the tub with a hose attached to the faucet and then guiding each piece of clothing through the wringer into a large tub of rinsing water. It took hours to complete the job. After the washing was finished, the water had to be drained from the tub, and the washer . . . bucket by bucket.

One day, I took a load of clothes outside to the clothesline and left two of my girls, ages 2 and 4, inside. While I was busy hanging the clothes, they were busy, too. They opened up the valve and let the water run out of the washer all over the kitchen floor! Memories, memories.

People who lived in upstairs apartments in the city had "pulley lines." The pulley was attached to the house on one end and to a pole on the other end. You had to open your window and reach out to hang your clothes. It was a sight to behold on Mondays. Clothes blowing and flapping in the wind, like huge birds. It was a great idea, and I never heard anyone complain. We were all stay-at-home mothers then, and that was our life. No time to get bored, to become couch potatoes.

The autumn days are ideal for sightseeing, right here in town. After we drop Kate off at school, we like to ride around to see what’s happening. The city is alive with new projects. Gateway Mall is unrecognizable at the moment. It’s exciting to see new buildings growing right before our eyes.

The swings and slides in the parks look forlorn without laughing children, but it’s a pleasant place to relax for us oldsters.

We rode by the 28th Street Drive-In one morning and have decided to go there Saturday evening to see if we enjoy it as much as we did when the children were young.

We’d load the car with popcorn, cold drinks, pajamas, blankets and five children. They’d play in the playground before the movie started and then settle down to watch. In no time, the youngest would fall asleep and the others soon followed. The car reeked of citronella to ward off the mosquitoes. None of us seemed to mind. It was a good, inexpensive outing for the family.

This is the season to remember and be grateful for the simple pleasures of life. To be aware of what’s available just for the "looking". Open your eyes and see!

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Comments from Everlast® Customers and Clothesline Enthusiasts.

Thank you for taking time out of your day to communicate with us!

From Millbury, Massachusetts:

Having found your address on the internet, I hope you can help me find a store in my area that sells your products.

I have two approx. 50 foot pulley lines off my back deck and have used your great pulley separators [Everlast® 60] for the past few years. Late last year, I lost one in the ground cover under the deck and before I had a chance to find it, it snowed. This Spring I lost the other one in the same ground cover. Back to Spags in Shrewsbury I went, only to find they now only stocked wooden and plastic separators and I have been totally frustrated ever since. The lines jump the wheels and snag the lines so as to render them inoperable with my clothes flapping in the breeze!

One day recently while cleaning up the back yard, I went under the deck and told my husband I wasn’t coming out without the separators! An hour or more later, I had cleaned out the leaves and came out with my sanity intact – two black separators in my hands! While I realize that with all that is going on in the world, two pulley separators are pretty minor. But as anyone with a pulley line will tell you, being able to quickly pull the line in/out smoothly eliminates one time-consuming frustration in one’s hectic life. So, help! – I want a couple more – where do I find them??

From Springfield, Missouri:

Please advise me as to what is necessary to order/obtain 3 more of your Everlast® 60 clothesline hangers/spacers. Do you also make pulleys for pulley-lines and the end of line adjusters? … Do you have any suppliers near Springfield?

Our son-in-law (Coldspring, NY) obtained our pulleys and two of your Everlast® 60 hangers/spacers. We want to put in an additional pulley-line, but, around here, they look at you, sort of funny, and ask, "What’s a pulley-line?"

Our son-in-law also sent us 3 other, white, genuine made in Hong Kong hangers/spacers, but they are nowhere near as strong as you Everlast® 60!!! One broke & the wife threw it away. A second one broke, a few days ago, but I super-glued it & then beefed up the sides of both the remaining white hangers/spacers with J.B. Weld. Your Everlast® 60s have superior design with the thickness & the single wheel! Two wheels are inferior (RE: Hong Kong version) & the lower wheel rolls up on your clothes! I’ll be anxiously awaiting your reply!

From Paterson, New Jersey:

Please send me two of your "clothes-line spreader" [Everlast® 60.]  I currently own two that were bought in Home Depot which, unfortunately, do not carry them anymore. Since the purchase of these spreaders that were made by your company, I have bought another brand (which Home Depot now carries instead of the product made by Penn Plastics) which in no time both ends broke off.

Please forgive my lamentations, but I have been all-over looking for these spreaders for the longest time. I finally decided to take a good look at the product and that’s where I got the name of the manufacturer and then obtained the number from information. I was informed of a chain store that carries them, Lowe’s. Unfortunately, they are not in my immediate area. It will be greatly appreciated if you could send me the spreaders.

From Winthrop, Maine:

This letter is to follow up with my phone conversation with you last week regarding you black line separator product [Everlast® 60.] I was so elated after speaking with you and learning you were still making this fine product … I used to be able to purchase these at Audette’s hardware, the Aubuchon dealer in Winthrop Maine but for the past year or so they have not stocked the product nor has anyone else in my area which is a shame.

I find your product to be a very durable product that in my opinion outranks its competition by far. I absolutely love the 3 of your product that I already have and would greatly appreciate some more as I use this product on a daily basis. I have been getting by with some white ones I purchased at Audette’s also but they don’t come close to the quality of your fine product. The white ones break very easily and get tangled in the lines often.

We found you by obtaining you company’s name off the side of one of these then searching the internet for your company. I am most delighted that this method served to be a success for me and my family.

In closing I am so elated that I was able to make contact with you and am looking forward to receiving some more of your great invention.

From Olga, Washington:

Through Martha Stewart by mail I purchased a clothesline kit and just love the separator. Since I need more than one separator for my long clothesline (100ft) I could use 6 more separators … Thank you.

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