Greeting to all and welcome new friends to the EastWing.
Can you type? That was the question asked last week in my office. The response was “Oh sure, every day”. I’m not talking about your computer stuff, I’m talking about real typing. Typewriter typing, that’s what I’m talking about.
The question got me thinking about how long I’ve been converting thoughts to fingers to words on paper or screens. It’s been a while. Surely somewhere along the way I’ve told the story of my first typewriter. But it’s worth telling again. That’s one of the things about good stories, they’re always worth telling again.
She was a retired grade school teacher. Her name was Miss Short. To this day I don’t ever remember knowing her first name. She was forever Miss Short to me. Like me Miss Short was a resident of Down Town Toto.
Now Miss Short must have seen something different in me from the rest of my little band of brothers in Toto. When she need things done, leaves raked, grass cut, snow shoveled, I always got the job. Miss Short always paid me for my labors. Always more than I was worth, I’m sure.
It was the start of summer before I was to enter high school that Miss Short changed my life forever. She gave me her Royal Portable Typewriter. It came with it’s own carrying case and a book. Oh my, the magic book that taught one how to type. And so I did learn to type that summer 1957 in downtown Toto.
Keyboarding is what it’s called today in public education. It’s taught early in the elementary schools. Keyboarding is a basic skill of computer operation. Without keyboarding, computer operations turn into the hunt & peck technique. Even though students today become proficient in keyboarding. I bet they can’t say yes to the question of can you type typewriter type.
Yes, I can load the paper, advance the paper, retract the paper and set the margins both left and right, align the paper and adjust the strength of the strike. Yes, I can release the paper, remove the roller, clean the roller bed and adjust the paper bail rollers. I can shift with both pinkies, space with either thumb and know which finger goes were on the home row. I can back space, double space, half space or no space at all. I can set to stencil, or set red over black ribbon. I can install new ribbons or rewind the old. I can use correction ribbon, red/black ribbon or just plain ole black.
Yep, I can Typewriter Type.
Come to think of it typewriter typing may well be a dying art from of communications. I’ve not owned a typewriter in years, but like they say about riding a bicycle, ya never forget, so goes the typewriter skills.
Luke 2: 8-14 And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field , keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo , the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid . And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold , I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes , lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying , Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.
And so the darkness of Christmas Night engulfs the EastWing with most happy memories of shared family fun this Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. A most happy memory this day, the baby, Fiona Ella Ruth Howard, took her first two step this Christmas Day. She walked into the arms of her PaPa. Precious Memory to keep forever.
From The EastWing, Typewriter Typing, Quoting Luke, Fiona Walks Alone
I Wish You Well,