When one gets to become my age, one is occasionally wont to reminisce.

I have lived through such amazing times. So much history. So many advances. So many struggles. Such cool gadgets.

Herewith, a few of these memories.

I REMEMBER:

• Dial phones.
• 300 Baud modems.
• Thick daily local newspapers.
• Early color TVs with unnaturally orange hues.
• Plymouths, punch cards, and pubic hair.
• Mood rings and copper bracelets.
• Qiana.
• Girdles.
• CompuGraphic typesetting machines, and the HTML-like codes needed to enter text into them.
• National Educational Television (NET).
• Rock n’ roll on AM radio, played by live local DJs.
• When girls in high school were first encouraged to be anything they wanted, but boys were still expected to all be jocks.
• When you had to go a thousand miles to lose your money in a legal casino.
• Rhinelander, Heidelberg, and Lucky Lager.
• Lumbermen’s taverns.
• Road houses.
• When grooming and behaving as a gentleman was not considered ironic or strange.
• Reel-to-reel tapes.
• Life, Look, and The Saturday Evening Post in every doctor’s waiting room.
• When discrimination was so everyday as to be invisible, if you weren’t the one being discriminated against.
• When most writers in Seattle could be classified in two categories: those who would rather be in New York, and those who would rather be in Missoula.