Lost an old friend tonite...
It comes with deep sorrow and regret that I must proclaim that an old friend has left me.
He was with my Home from the start beginning in 1957 and has served my Family (as well as the 3 Familys here before me) well and never complained, but did his job from day to day and only let me down once in my 8 years in this home.
He was almost 50 years old to the day so let us take this time to honor him for everything he has done for the hundreds he has served.
He was truly the "Standard" which all other will be measured.
A toast to your Old Friend
I drink a toast to your departed friend and hope, if he hasn't been sent to the toilet cemetery, that he will find new life in another home (or maybe a nice vacation home) where he can continue to serve and provide relief and comfort to his new "family".
I have 4 toilets on operation (and others, antique beauties, many of them "Standard" in storage awaiting their turn on the "hot seat"). 3 of them are ancestors of your "old friend", all with the "Family Name" tattooed upon them. The two twins, the MODERNUS brothers, born in the 1930's reside in two places; one in town, the other in the mountains in my cabin. The MODERNUS in my home serves my guests, and has received many compliments from people who appreciate his handsomeness and his healthy and delightfully noisy appetite.
The oldest "Standard" is the TIFFIN, made in 1926. He resides in my mountain cabin, and like his younger brother, is waiting to be awakened in about another month to be admired and enjoyed by all who view him. He likes to gush mightly, swallow, and then gently trickle while his tank fills back up with pure mountain water
I only hope that if I ever reach their advanced age that I can look as good and be as energetic as they are!
My youngest is a Toto Drake, and like a little piggy, swallows all he's fed with one gulp.
So a toast to your "Standard", and best of luck with the "new kid in town"!