tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32999748.post6090701644638109237..comments2024-03-04T01:47:18.750-05:00Comments on Lemurian Congress: The Clickety-Clack Face (The Product of Nervous Tension)Adam Thorntonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05634565262440008573noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32999748.post-65042158870667910512009-05-13T12:32:00.000-04:002009-05-13T12:32:00.000-04:00My father typed on an old manual Royal typewriter....My father typed on an old manual Royal typewriter. He was the recording secretary of our congregation, and took copious and meticulous minutes of the meetings for more than 25 years.<br /><br />When I was a child, I remember falling asleep with that same "clickety-clack" echoing in my ears. I don't recall evidence of "Stenographer Face" in my dad's face.<br /><br />And, in those day, he did a draft, then a revision, from scratch - no document names, hard disks, or spell checker. Carbon paper was used to make the "back-up" copy.<br /><br />For the most part, I learned typing on that machine, and it took me through my college papers.<br /><br />As much as I like my high-tech writing tools, I sometimes miss that "clickety-clack."<br /><br /><br />P.S. Maybe "noiseless" isn't a good idea - at least the clickety-clack kept everyone awake!Garynoreply@blogger.com