Laundry in the 1950’s Part 1

imageWhen she first married in 1946, Mother washed on a rub board.  By the time I was born, they’d come up enough in the world to acquire a second wringer-washing machine.  It cut her work tremendously.  Wash days were so much more pleasant and relaxing.  All she had to do was sort the laundry into whites, colors, towels, and work clothes.

imageShe manually filled the machine with hot water from a connection on the back porch as well as several pans of water boiled on the stove for her whites.  Adding plenty of Clorox and laundry soap, she turned on the agitator and loaded her whites.  The machine agitated the wash vigorously till she turned it off.  When she was satisfied the whites were clean, the water was was usually still steaming hot.  She’d turn the agitator off.  While the clothes were washing, she’d fill two big galvanized tubs with rinse water, using the hose.

imageimageAfter switching the wringer on, she’d fish the whites out of the scalding water with a stick and carefully run them through the wringer, allowing the wash water to drain back into the washing machine tank.  The flattened clothes fed from the wringer into the first rinse tub.  She worked them up and down with a plunger to rinse, then swiveled the wringer into position between the galvanized tubs, to wring the wash before the second rinse, plunging and wringing again and winding into a basket for the line.

Water had to be added to the the washer and tubs after each load, since a great deal of water remained in the clothes and ended up on the floor.  Between loading, agitating, and rinsing, the laundry not requiring starch had to go on the line.  The washer had to be manually switched into drain.  Since the washer was on wheels many times the drain hose ended up on the floor, instead of the drain, ensuring plenty of excitement and extra mop up.

Now the good part, starching.  Using powdered starch, Mother cooked up a thick batch of starch on the stove.  Refilling the washing machine with hot water, she mixed the cooked starch in, making sure to stir till the mixture was absolutely smooth  Our good cotton dresses, pants, shirts, and Daddy’s work clothes went back in to agitate, then were run through the wringer, into the laundry basket for the line.  Of course, they were very hot.  As the family got bigger, Mother had to starch two or three loads.

The floors were a dirty, sloppy mess by the end of laundry day, necessitating a thorough scrubbing.  The greatest hazard was getting caught in the wringer, hence the phrase, putting you through the wringer.”

Tuesday was ironing day, another treat.


55 thoughts on “Laundry in the 1950’s Part 1

  1. I remember the warsh board. My mom used to fill the bath tub with hot water and Crystaline (bleach) and then a few years later we got one of the wringer washing machines. It was kept outside our back door right nest to the clothes line. Ah, the smell of freshness in the items coming off the clothes line. I remember it well.


  2. My mother said her first model was a small countertop model. It was just a tub with agitator. She said it would only do a few diapers or a dress or pair of men’s pants. She rinsed in the sink. Their was no wringer or spin, just wash.


  3. Great to read this today – I need to go to the big laundry down the street, and it has seemed like SUCH a chore ’til I read this. Maybe I’ll actually get there today.
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
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    “It takes a village to educate a world!”


  4. I love these peeks into the past. It makes me appreciate my washer and dryer, which might not starch, but they will steam out the wrinkles. Laundry is a chore I don’t despise, but if I had to use a wringer and make starch, it would be a different story.


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