It is reported that in the fire station at Livermore, California is a lightbulb that has been burning since 1901. According to Snopes, this story is true. It was hung as a night light in a downtown garage five years before the great San Francisco earthquake and fire of 1906.
Wish I had one of those bulbs. It seems as though in our home in Crestline and in our motor home, we are “forever” needing to replace bulbs. Last week it was the small fluorescent light installed on the bottom of a cabinet that hangs over the bathroom sink. Mike had been over earlier to help Jerry with it, and they both decided we needed an entirely new fixture. Jerry ordered it: Over $60.00 for that tiny thing.
The ridiculous price though is nothing compared to the absolute pain of installing that rascal. Jerry had been working on the installation at length last week, when he asked for my help. “Your hands are smaller. Maybe you can get that bulb in there.” He had already mounted the fixture, but couldn’t seem to get the bulb to go in.
Now, remember that I am not one whit mechanically inclined. It took forever with each of us taking turns to get it in. I didn’t think we would ever get it done, for it felt to me as though the bulb was too long to fit in there. Finally, though, it was done. It was Jerry who finally did the successful manipulation.
So, it’s probably easy for you to understand when I say, “Bring me a bulb from Livermore!” Can you believe it? That bulb has been burning over 100 years. “I’ll take a dozen, please.”
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