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Originally Posted by dreams
Spooky.
how about..... first computer? Radio Shack, hookup to a small B&W TV, and a cassette tape. Type in DOS as you read it from a computer magazine to get a program to run. I hated when I made an error and ended up in an endless loop!
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We had that cassette-driven Compaq computer/TV combo when we married. Then we got a fancy 1-piece (keyboard, CPU, and monitor all in one piece of equipment) Tandy. It was sooooo fast, because it had 2 floppy drives. No hard drives, the OS and all were on floppies. You stuck them into the slots and turned on the power to "boot up."
When we were camping last weekend, Tim and I kept marveling about how wonderful the kids in the campground were. They were riding bikes and trikes, playing without electronics, and get this -- we even watched two pre-adolescent boys walking down the trail, trading punches on the arm like little boys are supposed to do, when one of the boys hit a little too hard -- now here is the amazing part -- the kid rubbed his arm, told his friend to quit it, and then went on happily along the trail. No parents jumped in to protect the kid, nobody was rushed to the ER, and neither kid was victimized. It was so refreshing to see them later down by the creek with a couple of sticks, just poking at something. They were playing outdoors, without hovering adults, solved their own problems, and neither will end up in therapy in 20 yrs because of the trauma of having played a little too rough.
I miss seeing kids playing outdoors. On the street where I grew up, there were 2 groups of kids: us and the older kids. Our instructions each morning from mom were to stay on our street and be home when the streetlights came on. So my age group would play on the swingsets and with dolls and stuff, or else we would ride our banana-seated high-handlebarred bikes up the street where the older kids were (junior high kids). They wouldn't let us play with them, but sometimes they would let us sit quietly on the grass and watch them play. Wow! On those days, we felt so grown up and proud because they let us watch!
