Lives Engines Dreams Engines
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October/November 1999
Bronwyn Wilson
'Pleee-ze get a new hobby,' I wailed, feeling a
headache coming on. My words fell on deaf ears.
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My husband speaks engines, breathes engines, lives engines,
dreams engines.
What does he want under the Christmas tree?
'A Lunkenheimer spin-top oiler and a side-shaft.'
Where would he like to go for his twentieth wedding
anniversary?
'Montana, there's plenty of stationary engines
there.'
Not only are Christmas and anniversaries consumed by the quest
for engines, so are our summers. 'Here's a calendar of the
engine shows I'm attending this summer. Don't make plans
for me on those days.' I noticed only one Saturday in August is
free of a scheduled show.
Then there's ribbons. M-Man is awarded a splashy ribbon each
time he shows an engine. They come in more colors than the Crayola
Company can dream up. M-Man's ribbons cover an entire laundry
room wall. 'Skagit Gas Up Exhibitor' and 'Mt. Hood
Threshing Bee Participant' shout at me as I toss in a load of
clothes. A framed photo of M-Man's prize engine hangs next to
the sink. I can't reach for the laundry detergent without
thinking of the other love of my husband's life--a 1915
Associated in cherry red glory.
If there's an end to this, maybe it is reaching the ultimate
goal. For M-Man, it is to own a Superior. I'm told it stands
about fifteen feet high and must be supported by a trailer. It has
twenty horsepower and emits fumes so profusely that the fire
department must be notified before starting it up. Having one of
these towers in our front yard is my husband's lifelong
dream.
Last night I sat across the dinner table facing 'the
book' as I had so many times before. I was thinking how much
life had changed since that first engine show. Suddenly the
oversized book slapped shut. From behind it appeared a nice-looking
man smiling over at me.
'Who are you?' I asked.
The man seemed annoyed by my question. He said something about
wanting to spend more time with me.
I wondered. Could this stranger be my Machine-Man? It had been
so long since I'd actually seen his face, I couldn't be
sure.
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