A few more random thoughts about typewriters ...
1. The Hiram High School newspaper, The Panic. Our typing teacher--Ms. DeAngelis (with the lovely first name of Antoinette!)--was the paper adviser my junior year. I enjoyed working with her, though, as I look at what she wrote in my 1961 yearbook, I'm not so sure she knew me very well: "Best wishes to a cooperative young man."
My mother might want to have a chat with her ...
The paper--in typewriter days--took some doing. We had to type our stories two times, once in columns (40 characters per column, I think), making sure to put slash marks at the end of the column to indicate how many spaces we would need to add or subtract in the final typing. Adding the spaces made the columns right-justified (a no-brainer now in word-processing). See below
The Hiram High Huskies defeated the G'Men///
of Garrettsville last night in a close-fought con-
test that ended with a brawl at center court, a///
brawl that Danny Dyer dominated; he person-/
ally dispatched 8 G'Men, all of whom needed//
medical attention afterwards. Dyer did not////
a single scratch. In the audience, Muhammad
Ali was impressed, saying he would not ever/
like to face Dyer in the ring, much less in a///
free-for-all at the end of a basketball game.//.
2. Joyce and I both type very quickly. We agreed some years ago not to have any contests to determine who's the faster, the more accurate. (I don't blame her for declining to compete.)
3. Writing Grad School Papers. I finished my Ph.D. at KSU in 1977. Sans computer. For all my grad school papers--and there were many--this was the process:
a. make hand-written notes
b. write 1st draft in pen or pencil
c. type 1st draft--make corrections in pencil
d. type 2nd draft--make corrections in pencil
e. type final draft (though other drafts occurred, depending on time available)
So ... that meant I wrote the whole damn thing by hand, typed the whole damn thing at least three times ... As a result of this, I still print out drafts of reviews and essays and other writing. Some of the speeches I gave at WRA went through a dozen drafts--or more. I simply cannot type it once into the computer and do all my editing on the screen. I need to see it all--in all its pages. Retro, I know.
4. For about ten years, our son was a reporter with the Akron Beacon-Journal. We had very carefully taught him to type the "real" way (the way we had both learned in typing class). Fuggetaboudit. When I watch him type, it appears to me as if he's almost using random fingering--whatever finger's available is fine with him! He's pretty quick, but both his parents could kick his ass, keyboard-wise.
5. I watched my students type for years--eighth graders and high school juniors. What I saw varied from two-finger hunt-and-peck to the "correct" way (i.e., my way). I think they all probably had "keyboarding" lessons back in elementary and middle school. But not everything "takes," as I know from my own sad experiences in calculus, chemistry, and band--not to mention my piano lessons (I will write about them one day).
|Each new font required a separate element,|
requiring the removal of the old, the
placement of the new ...
|Jack and Charmian London|