This double-dial clock tells the time on the upper dial and the date/day on the lower of the two dials. This one was made some time around the middle of the 19th century. My dad, County Clerk of Dodge County for some 20 odd years was rummaging around in the attic of the courthouse in Juneau, Wisconsin some years back and found this covered with dust and debris of course.
It has kept pretty good time for us but it recently had a spell of arrhythmias so we took it in to be looked at by our timepiece-fixing friend Walt Kirschman who runs The Clock Works over on Moore Lane. He has pronounced it fit and given his guarantee. Wish my physician were that helpful.
I took this picture before we put the weights and the little pendulum back inside. We were told to let everything warm up before we expected it to function perfectly. Just as we were getting ready to take him home another of our more senior clocks decided to put up a fuss. So now we have another empty space for a couple of weeks I suppose.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
22 January 2009
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Boy, they're as persnickety as pets, those clocks. Glad you have a good clock doc nearby, though. Sounds like he's as indispensable as a good vet.
word verification word: unkin
I think that's the sound I made when the boy woke me up at 4:07 this morning to let the dog out.
Persnickety yes, but they don't crap on the living room rug.
"unkin" could be a verb used for separating oneself from bothersome brothers or sisters. Oh wait a minute, I think that is what you said, probably in an imperative tone too. UNKIN! Yes, the sound of it alone has threatening quality.
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