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9th Dayton noted

From the Dayton Daily News (Dayton, Ohio), Aug. 18, 1985.

Before the internet, there was your local newspaper, a spigot of knowledge compared to today’s avalanche of web data. The “Ask Millie B.” column above offers no real information about the Dayton Portable Typewriter, but it does provide a new serial number for surviving machines: AY294, for a portable owned by “R.C.” of Beavercreek back in 1985. (The prefix is likely misstated, as AX for greenish machines and BN for black machines are the known prefixes.) This marks the 9th noted Dayton.

The Dayton Portable Typewriter was introduced in 1924, and most surviving machines originate from either Dayton, Ohio, or Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, two places the company held operations. Ted Munk lists seven machines in this blog post, and I mention an eighth machine here.

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A peculiar hobby, but that’s your affair

In 1942, a St. Louis man sought a 1924 Dayton Portable Typewriter. See below:

The Journal Herald explains, somewhat awkwardly, that people actually collect typewriters. Writes the paper, “It is a peculiar hobby but that’s his affair.”

The hobby is no less peculiar today, but fortunately we have Richard Polt’s The Typewriter Revolution to explain the phenomena. There is also a documentary, California Typewriter, that quickens people’s interest.

For my part, I simply hand someone a typewriter, a method of evangelism that has made many converts.

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Turn off notifications!

If you can’t see the video above, “The design tricks that get you hooked on your phone,” click here.

My cell phone is so less intrusive now that I’ve muted most of the notifications (phone and messages are still on for obvious reasons). It’s difficult to comprehend how a little red number or how a “badge” or how a buzz can so disrupt your day.

Effectively neutering my iPhone it’s become all the more useful to me, for I’m not whittling away the hours responding to notifications. Should smartphone/tablet manufacturers disable the disabling of notifications, I may have to find a flip-phone or something like it.

Now, my typewriter doesn’t annoy me with notifications. Rather, it sits there mute and abject until my fingers clamor upon the keys. Words, not alerts, are my business.

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