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More about my new (old) 1954 Philco...
I adore the damn thing. I know I gotta fix it, but I think I'm a little bit afraid to touch it. What if it stinks up the whole house like a giant eternal sulphur fart? What if I electrocute myself, like 90% of the people I tell about my TV suggest I might do? My worst fear of all, I suppose, is that the PICTURE TUBE might be toast, and that there isn't a replacement to be had anywhere on Earth...
I do have quite a bit of experience in taking things that don't work and making them work again, but still, somehow, this Philco stands in front of me as a real challenge. I need to get going. Anyway, I made myself a hat, to psych myself up. The Repairman Cometh, right?
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