Gather 'round fellow vacuumland members, I have got a story to tell. get comfy, it's long one, but it's filled with nostalgia and memories. Whether you own my machine, a similar one, any hoover, or just are a fan of hoovers (ha ha, bad pun) or vacuums in general, you may like it. If you like a good story, Then you may like this!
Story:
Growing up as a child, I LOVED vacuums. And the one that i was really attracted to as a kid was actually one that my Grandparents had! It was a hoover Custom Convertible, specifically the model U4395. The earliest memory (and probably the only photo that exists of me with it as a kid) goes back to the year 1999. It was around Christmas time. I know (as a later in my childhood learned) that my grandma kept the vacuum in the upstairs closet, so I assume that it was brought down for me, but that's not really important. As a kid, whenever I was over at my maternal grandparents' house, I would always play around with the vacuum upstairs, and one time at a vacuum store, I even bought scent pellets (or crystals, whatever you call them, they were like the tiny pop rocks or whatever the little candy in a small box from wonka is called). Little did I know that there was no belt in it (no idea if there was one when I first was pictured with it), but I just loved the sound of it. As I Grew older, I lost interest in vacuums. The hoover sat up in that small closet atop the stairs, never to never see light until the time came for my grandma (grandpa passed on in '04) to take out and put away her Halloween decorations every year. Even so, it never was used, the powerful machine just rested quietly, turned off; until one day, I came back.
..... to be continued (no later than next week)
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