45 Points, Typewriter Hunter

When my mom was secretary of the PTA of my (second) elementary school, someone gave her a Hermes Rocket to type the minutes so they would not have to read her handwriting. And her brother Michael, before he became my uncle, had a Smith Corona word processor he gifted me. Both of these I had years before my first computer, a gift from a teacher who was amused by the Egyptian-seriffed sheaves I would hand him but who needed editable electronic documents NOT on the SC's tiny floppies. I recall writing short stories on that word processor starring my friends and "binding" them with tapes and covers of cardboard with coloured tissue paper glued on. Good times.