This young lad turns 8 today. He is learning to type — called “keyboarding” nowadays.
For a lesson in ancient history, I dug out my Dad’s old typewriter (circa 1950); it’s what I learned to type on. 128 more words
522 more words
Sittin’ in the mornin’ sun
I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ comes
Watchin’ the ships roll in
Then I watch ’em roll away again, yeah…