![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
Dept. of Me, Me, Me!
I've Been Thinking
I am old enough* that seeing an airplane go overhead was cause to run out of the house and look to the skies when I was growing up.
I am old enough that the first telephone number I remember was 884.
I am old enough that I remember the excitement when they put a transmitter up that allowed us to get our second television station. In black and white.
I am old enough that I learned to type on a 1930s-era Remington.
I am old enough to remember bristol board, manila paper, paper with the wood chips still in it, and school tests printed in purple aniline dye by a spirit duplicator**
I am old enough that my first comic book cost 8 cents. It went up to 12 cents when I was in fourth or fifth grade.
I am old enough to remember Boer War veterans coming to the Cenotaph on Remembrance Day.***
I am old enough to have listened to the funeral of John F. Kennedy piped through my school classroom****
I am old enough to have sent a telegram unselfconsciously.
I am still young enough to relish all those things.
* .. and lived as a child in a rural enough area ... but it was not in a wilderness.
** or Ditto machine.
*** Hey, I was very young, and the two of them were very old. Very old.
**** And I was in Canada.
I am old enough* that seeing an airplane go overhead was cause to run out of the house and look to the skies when I was growing up.
I am old enough that the first telephone number I remember was 884.
I am old enough that I remember the excitement when they put a transmitter up that allowed us to get our second television station. In black and white.
I am old enough that I learned to type on a 1930s-era Remington.
I am old enough to remember bristol board, manila paper, paper with the wood chips still in it, and school tests printed in purple aniline dye by a spirit duplicator**
I am old enough that my first comic book cost 8 cents. It went up to 12 cents when I was in fourth or fifth grade.
I am old enough to remember Boer War veterans coming to the Cenotaph on Remembrance Day.***
I am old enough to have listened to the funeral of John F. Kennedy piped through my school classroom****
I am old enough to have sent a telegram unselfconsciously.
I am still young enough to relish all those things.
* .. and lived as a child in a rural enough area ... but it was not in a wilderness.
** or Ditto machine.
*** Hey, I was very young, and the two of them were very old. Very old.
**** And I was in Canada.
no subject
If it smelled good, you probably were dealing with a so-called Ditto, or spirit duplicator, machine. (Did it smell sort of sweet? That would be Ditto/spirit.) The ink used for mimeograph machines tended to smell much more chemically and not sweet at all.
And yes, one of the mimeograph brand names is Roneo; apparently Roneo is a brand that gets used in Australia and France. Gestetner was the brand primarily used in North America.
we're both a million years older than tumblr.
*snrk* And probably getting millions of years older by the day, judging by what little I've seen over there.