It was sad to see you go. As you walked past me, I actually had to touch you as I said bye; prompting an understanding laugh from the two men hauling you. You’ve been a lot of help in this nine years. But it has been a very difficult and troublesome 8 months, as age has caught up with you. Nevertheless, thank you. And hope some of your parts could still be used.

Hello there, new one. The dinosaur age in me had some trouble getting you run on our first batch of laundry. But I am very confident we’ll get along really well. Here’s to great times!