July 30, 2002
My computer has been ailing recently with a case of multiple viruses. I am happy to report that the patient was saved and has almost fully recovered, thanks to the technical skill and know-how of my trusted caregiver in the field of electronics, but it was hard for me to do much while the recovery program was in progress and I was deprived of its services. In other words, I was again reminded of a bit of irony -- how much I rely on this equipment despite earlier avowals that I would never use it. This must be how those cynical skeptics felt after the first gasoline buggies appeared on the streets. I have succumbed to this way of writing and storing files and it is hard to imagine doing the same things any other way.
So my faithful old portable typewriters, both manual and electric versions, lie idle in their carrying cases. On those rare occasions when I need one, they seem clunky and ancient with nothing to remind me how well they served in years gone by, and how proud I was when they were first acquired. Why do I still have them? Because I donít know what to do with them.
The Oklahoma City newspaper had an interesting article the other day about a business that specializes in selling and reconditioning typewriters. The people who run the business are surprised that so many people still use typewriters in this electronic age, but their customers say they would not have it any other way. For one thing, you canít run a form through a computer to fill in the blanks.
A reader notes that there are no street name signs at the southeast and northwest corners of the square. ďThe one on the southwest corner sits back so far from the corner, you have trouble seeing it from Seventh Street,Ē he adds. Missing street name signs are a major and chronic problem for our city officials, who probably have weightier issues to deal with. You can check the situation for yourself. Take a few minutes to drive around town someday and notice how many intersections have no street signs. Vandals are at least partly to blame. Those pesky vandals Ė donít they ever rest? Donít they realize how much their senseless, childish pranks are costing the poor taxpayers of this community?
A lot of people are working hard to make certain that the Centennial Celebration of Perry High School in September will be a memorable experience for the old grads as well as the younger ones who attend. Karen Wilcox and Marilee Macias are co-chairmen of the gala and they are supported by a small army of volunteers. A newsletter recently was mailed to all PHS grads with information about details of the event as they are now taking shape. Jim Edgarís band and the fabled Magnificent Seven rockers are just two of the musical acts lined up for entertainment, and more bits of nostalgia will be added as time goes by. Right now, Ethel Coe and the PHS Alumni Association, which she heads as president, could use volunteers to help with the many details that make possible an event such as this. If you can help in any way, drop by the Alumni office on the south side of the square between 10 a.m. and 2 p.m. Monday through Friday, and theyíll find something for you to do. But donít delay much longer; they need help right now. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event. Anyone who ever attended Perry High School is invited to join in the fun, and to help with the preparations.