Why typewriters are having a renaissance

I showed some young visitors from church—young, meaning people in their "twenties"—my small typewriter collection. For Abby, a teacher, it was her first time to play with a typewriter. It fascinated her. Leklek, an engineer, said she saw some typewriters before. Jai, also a teacher, said it reminded her of old government officers—barangay halls, for instance, where typewriters remain the mainstay of generating certificates and documents. 

My ihado, Lance, once asked me, "Sulat mo 'ni, Ninong?" I gave him a typewritten note for his birthday. My message was about him honoring his mother and praying and reading his Bible every day. I said I wrote it with a Smith Corona; I would show the machine to him one day. 

And I remember Hans and Haley, Pastor Henry's grandchildren, who rush to all corners of the house and notice everything. Our dog Paul is always delighted by their presence. These kids, too, love my typewriters. 

They're amazing machines, manufactured many years ago, meant to be hammered and used every day. I hope I do them justice.