The typewriter.

I saw an old typewriter the other day. Well maybe thirty years old or so. I guess not that old in the big picture scheme of things. I had a typewriter quite like it during high school and university. I picked it up. Boy it was heavy and clunky. I started to think, "How did I carry that around all over the place?" And I didn't just carry it either. I carried a typewriter, a huge braille machine, a huge taperecorder, and all kinds of other things. Things are so much lighter now. Thank goodness for that.