I bought my first computer in 2000 or 2001. Shortly after we got it all set up, my oldest granddaughter, 7-year-old Christy set up a “MY SPACE” page and began communicating with her friends. Not too long after that, FACEBOOK became the next “big thing” and I was encouraged by her and others to set up a FACEBOOK page. I learned a little bit about how it worked, and started adding friends. Before long, I made up my mind that FACEBOOK wasn’t for me. It just seemed to be really sappy. I don’t have the slightest interest in knowing who’s out to dinner with whom, where they’re eating, or for that matter what they might be eating, but you had to sort through so much of that sort of foolishness to find anything worthwhile, that I just stopped using it.
I haven’t intentionally gone into that account for at least ten years, probably closer to twenty, but occasionally something will show up on my smart phone (yes, I now have a smart phone) alerting me that something has posted to my account. So, apparently, I still have a FACEBOOK page and people have attempted to contact me through it. I’m not very computer savvy, so I’ve never taken the time to delete it, if in fact it even can be deleted.
I’m kinda old school, and I’m very slow to follow the trend, however, we did recently do away with our telephone land line. By now, anybody that we know would be more likely to call us on our cellphones. About the only calls we were receiving on the land line were the annoying kind. It was always somebody selling something or one of those robo-calls. We actually kept it longer than we should have, simply so we’d be able to send or receive a fax. Now however, my sweetie has become savvy enough to show me how to send anything that I might want to fax, by email instead.
Oh yes, I do still use email, which apparently fewer and fewer people are doing these days. However, with the exception of texting, which I now do my share of, I don’t do social media things such as twitter or Instagram.
It is said that desperation is the mother of invention, and I’m now the proud owner of an iPhone 13 which my sweetie just recently convinced me to acquire. My old phone didn’t have much storage and it made taking and sending photos very difficult. My granddaughter, Christy, is now happily married and recently had her first child. I now have a great grandson. She’s been sending me lots of photos of the precious little guy and I wanted to keep them, but that old phone just wasn’t cooperating.
I guess it’s possible that there may be hope for me yet, as I gradually make my way into the 21st century?
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Gramps use’ta say
©R.L.King2012 #547

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I’m with you, I never made a Facebook. I just never saw the appeal.
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