The Ringer Washer

My momma had a ringer washer, at least for a while.. I think it was in a basement in Clifton,Va. I remember watching my mom trying to feed the clothes in between the two rollers and then turning the handles to take the clothes through and squeeze out all the water. It wasn't easy. I suppose it squeezed the water out just fine. After all that washin, or (warshin as my mom said) mom would take the clothes out back and hang them on the line. Stuff was so stiff and wrinkly.... I am sooooo glad that I have not had wringer washers or clotheslines, if I had to iron I would die. I hate it.