tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429197454576425211.post723897537864950684..comments2023-06-23T08:23:34.894-04:00Comments on The Pipe and Grumble: Typewritten PastWinstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17975027530244662003noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429197454576425211.post-31842473461592178162010-01-28T04:41:39.729-05:002010-01-28T04:41:39.729-05:00Indeed, a very, must I say, well-written text, dea...Indeed, a very, must I say, well-written text, dear Sir.<br /><br />This quote struck a chord with me: “When a typo on the final draft meant reproducing an entire page letter by letter, accuracy and care became well-ingrained habits.” Oh, do I remember THOSE days. And, yes, it was “Typing” class not “Keyboarding”. (And the sound of the typewriter does wipe out the keyboard any day.)<br /><br />So ingrained in me still, the consequences of errors (though I seem to make many), that I cringe at not including my commas, capitals, and periods in texting.Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05549190997375771361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429197454576425211.post-81310307695381230002010-01-21T18:37:19.096-05:002010-01-21T18:37:19.096-05:00I love this post, darling hubby. What you spoke of...I love this post, darling hubby. What you spoke of your grandmother was darling and yes, I too remember her three stories and I DO believe the mercedes race track one, it was sad that the actual car had to rot away in the garage in the salt air. Such Dickensionian habits and actions around that family.<br />I am glad you included the typewritten rough draft of your post. Yes, everyone, he types his post first on the typewriter and with the pipe it is VERY 1956 around here!50sgalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250940806307766624noreply@blogger.com