Ahem... University of Washington
JR North wrote:

Anyone local remember "Chester", the dial-up computer at Seattle's
University of Seattle? Circa 1968, 1970 or so. You could call up, and
select a variety of recorded material. My fav was Old Radio. Plays,
narrated Edgar Allen Poe stories, etc. Phone charges didn't count back
then.
JR
Dweller in the cellar

SteveB wrote:

Another thread is going back to such musings, along a line started by
the discussion of music, then into old phonos, and the thing of "When
I was a kid" ............

When I was a kid, I sent off for all sorts of stuff from comic books.
My most memorable thing was a radio that looked like half a banana,
but black. I'm sure it was Bakelite. It looked like a space ship
rocket. It had a rod coming out of the tip with a small black ball on
it. Then it had two cords coming out. One was a two wire to an ear
bud. The other a single wire to an alligator clip.

You would clip the clip to the silver finger hook on the old rotary
phones, put in the ear bud, then move the rod up and down to get the
stations. Oh My! I was living in Las Vegas, and got radio stations
all over the US. KOMA, Ok. City. KOA Albuq. KOMO Seattle. KNX LA.
Bootleg stations in Mexico that were exceeding FAA wattage limits in
the US. I fell asleep listening to that radio many a night.

Ah. When I was a kid.

What was one of your favorites you didn't put yer eye out with.

BTW, the first time my dad took me out to shoot my new crack back
single shot BB gun, the BB traveled to an old car fender, bounced, and
came back into my eye. I watched it during its whole flight. My dad
rolled my eyelid and the BB fell out. I was lucky. But I remember to
this day the flight of that BB in slow motion. My first shot with a gun.

Steve





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