It was my job to hang the laundy when I was growing up. We would go down to my grandma's house and use her wringer washer in the basement.It was my job to pull the clothes through the wringer making sure I didn't catchmy fingers in the wringer-that hurt!
Then we took the wet clothes home and hung them out. Shirts together socks together in one place etc. Always use one clothespin to hold where two pieces connected!
But my fondest memories of the clothesline are when we made a tent out of a blanket over the clotheslines! We weighted the edges down with bricks or the wind would whip the blankets off the line! We had a great time in those tents!
In the years after I have used the clothesline to clip a dog leash to to give the dog a controlled place to play. The leash will slide along the clothesline giveing the dog a larger area to move in but he or she is still safe!
One Mother's day when I was about 10 my lab Pudder treed a coon up the clothesline pole! What a racket!! My dad went out an shot it because it was probably rabid and he didn't want to take a chance on it.
My youngest BIL Doug(10 at the time) had a shepherd that was devoted to him. His older brother Dale(16 at the time)was picking on him so he turned and said "Sic em Queenie!" and she did right up the clothesline pole!!! She wasn't going to let him down anytime soon!! She sat there snarling (she would not have bit him!) but Dale didn't want to take any chances! So he sat up there for an hour yelling for Doug to call off the dog!! Which he eventually did!
The family got a big laugh out of this because Dale is a big joker and always picking on someone!