Part II: Bookworm’s Typewriter

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Part II: Notes From a Bookstore’s Typewriter

The vintage Remington typewriter on display in Mrs. Figs’ Bookworm, an enchanted independent bookstore in Camarillo, could not be more irresistible were it to have a “Do Not Touch” sign on it.

Instead, a note invites patrons to sit down and type. As further encouragement, a sheet of paper always awaits in the carriage. Hundreds of people, many of them youngster who have never before used such a relic, have accepted the invitation.

Typing my own message on Mrs. Figs’ typewriter.

Some typists take their messages with them as keepsakes, but most tuck their “Notes from a Public Typewriter” – that being the title of the book that inspired this special nook – into a memento jar.

Connie Halpern – dear “Mrs. Figs” herself – recently allowed me to open the stuffed jar and read its contents. Some of the notes are silly, others heartfelt. Many are like short fortune-cookie adages, others much longer. Some have the typist’s name, but most are anonymous. More than a few have endearing typos and misstrikes.

Here is a sampling . . .

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“me and my sister rachel are in a book store and i found this awesome typewriter and i am sooo fascinated with how this works and i love it.”

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“hello. Typing on a typewriter is fun.”

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“hello my name is eli and I am awesome. This typewriter is cool.”

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“Hello world i am here”

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“Ben the Incredible was here.”

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“Sometimes you see a friend . . . just see their face, and your entire world brightens.”

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“Some days feel like they may be an ‘upside down’ day, but then life happens and the day turns out to be just beautiful and ‘upright!’ Thank. You. Life.”

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The one and only Mrs. Figs — Connie Halpern.

“i LOVE u”

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“ ‘I love you.’ Language is a beautiful thing, isn’t it?”

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“I LOVE THIS TYPEWRITER”

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“Click, Clack, Moo, Cows That Type Why do people still have typewriters?”

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“this is an old piece of technology. this thing does not always make the letter appear you must press hard.”

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“memories of the past this typewriter brings each finger presses a key to create the words my fingers are tired.”

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“The most valued gifts to someone are: Your time, your attention, and your respect : ) ”

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“KNOCK ME OVER WITH A FEATHER

“I am a disabled veteran who went to In-N-Out Burger on Independence Day to avoid the fireworks because the sound and sight and shockwaves put me in a bad place emotionally. And, while there, wearing a hat which identified myself as a veteran, I had two teens approach me. I had never met them before. They both said ‘Thank you for doing all you have done’.

“Then each of the two young men shook my hand. It was a very good feeling, being recognized even in the high-paced and crowded place that is In-N-Out. Thank you to those two young lads who made my Independence Day”

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“I love reading. I love books. I love Mrs. Figs!”

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“hi im a geek I love harry potter.”

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“Do you REALLY want people to treat you the way you treat them?”

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“Sometimes we don’t think things are working out, but they are.”

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“Don’t forget to sing. Please.”

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Woody Woodburn writes a weekly column for The Ventura County Star and can be contacted at WoodyWriter@gmail.com.

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Bookworm’s Readers Encouraged to Type

Visitors to Mrs. Figs’ Bookworm, a magical independent bookstore in Camarillo, take in a wonderful greeting upon entering. I am not talking about a warm hello, although always they receive this as well.

Rather, three steps inside the front door and straight ahead so as not to be missed, The Typewriter Nook beckons.

Specifically, a grey 1955 Remington Quiet-Riter manual typewriter rests on a small table with a chair before it. There is always a sheet of paper in the vintage machine.

Also on the table, to the right of the typewriter, is a small, thin, red hardback titled: “Notes from a Public Typewriter.” The book is about a typewriter set out in a similar fashion for patrons of a bookstore in Ann Arbor to type messages. It was the inspiration for this special nook 2,300 miles away.FIGS_Typewriter

A few months past, Connie Halpern – also knows as Mrs. Figs – sent a copy of the little red book to Michael Mariani. She thought Michael, a Venturan who collects vintage typewriters, would relish it.

Connie, as usual with her book recommendations, was spot on. As a thank you, Michael gave the Quiet-Riter from his collection to Mrs. Figs’ Bookworm so its patrons could have a similar opportunity to express themselves on a public typewriter.

“It was a huge surprise,” Connie says of the refurbished antique gift. “It brought tears to my eyes.”

And so The Typewriter Nook came to be.

As a further welcome and enticement to sit down and express oneself, on the table just to the left of the typewriter is this message: “Valued Friend. You are important. Please enjoy this space. Take your message with you. Or leave it her to be shared with others.”

For the latter, there rests on the table a square jar labeled: “Messages in a Bottle!” Hundreds of notes, many brief and others quite lengthy, have filled the glass vessel to overflowing.

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“Mrs. Figs” aka the wonderful Connie Halpern

“At least once a day, someone sits at the typewriter,” Connie says. “Always with a big smile on their face!”

She adds: “I would say the majority of the typists are youngsters – who have a giggling parent standing by, sharing how they used to type on one.”

Nostalgia for the grownups is new-fangled for the kids.

“Most will ask for help,” Connie shares. “Some frequent and repetitive – and precious and priceless – questions have been:

“How do you turn it on?” (You don’t need to, she answers.)

“Where is the number 1?” (You have to use a lower case “L” on this model, she tells them.)

“Where is the exclamation point?” (You have to use a period, then backspace and use an apostrophe over the period, she directs.)

“Where is the delete button?” (Mrs. Figs tries not to laugh.)

Connie continues: “There has not been one face that is not smiling, ear to ear, while exploring the typewriter.”

Has this enchanted reaction surprised her?

“To be honest, no,” Connie answers. “Because when I sat down to type on it the very first time – it had been almost 35 years since I had used one – I nearly cried tears of joy. I squealed! So I immediately knew that joy would be the overwhelming reaction.”

Always a lovely place to be, when someone sits down at the Quiet-Riter and the clickity-clack-click typing begins, Mrs. Figs’ Bookworm becomes even more so.

“If I were asked to describe the melody of the typewriter,” Connie says, “I would say it sounds like Yo-Yo Ma playing Bach Cello Suite No. 1.”

Next week, I will share some of the “musical” notes played in the Bookworm to date.

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Woody Woodburn writes a weekly column for The Ventura County Star and can be contacted at WoodyWriter@gmail.com.

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