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Getting Back to Normal

Good news as I am back on line. All it cost me was a new computer. I wasn't wanting to get familiar with Vista this soon but that's the breaks.

Funny how life progresses. When I was young, my dad used to take a tube out of the television before school let out so we would play outside. If the TV went on the fritz in the winter, then that was a catastrophe.

When we got married my dad bought us a television which lasted over ten years. It still was a primitive set as it did not come with remote control.

Then came the late eighties and we got our first remote VCR. As we had three small children, we recorded just about everything. We had to send it to the shop right before Christmas one year and you would have thought our kids world ended, as they could not record the specials ant watch them over and over and over...

One more thing about our first VCR is that was one of the first chances my wife had to watch the Wizard of Oz, as it used to play on Sunday night, and her dad said they were in church every time the doors were open.

Whoulda thunk it about thirty years ago that a computer would be as vital a part of one's home that a television was in the seventies?

Comments

Anonymous said…
WIXY...I remember growing up with a tv set that last around 12 years before my Mom and Dad put an ad in the local paper and sold it.

Now, if you go to a place like Best Buy, when you buy a new tv, they offer an "extended warranty" with it which costs extra $$$. It's like they make you fear that it will break down after two years.
Cliff said…
I worked at Sears, Monkey Ward, and Fretter. I remember having to instill the fear to try to make people feel the need to buy service contracts. But the fear was mine because I was threatened with my job if I didn't sell the stuff.

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