“All the photos of me being foolish and embarrassing myself are on glossy paper and in a box behind my Christmas decorations, the way God intended.”
YES and. I maintain I was born at the precisely right moment in technology. I entered 1st grade the same year the library got its new Apple IIe. “Computer time” was spent waiting for the light by the disk drive to go off. “Don’t touch it while the light is on!!!”
I was the first class in high school to take Keyboarding instead of Typing. To this day it remains the only marketable, vocational skill I pulled out of 20 years of formal education.
I got my first email address when I got to college.
Facebook and internet sharing didn’t become an option until I was out of college, living as an adult — and it didn’t become a priority until I worked in professional internet sharing, and was well aware of the consequence.
There are photos from college and other early adult milestones but they are safely emblazoned on, as Mel says, the glossy paper of prudence.
And in a storage shed, in a box marked: MEMORIES/KEEPSAKES/PUPPY/GARAGE.
Right where they should be.
