After 40 years as a computer programmer and game developer—and the passing of his wife of 47 years—Rick has retired and is now living in Ye Olde Folks Home, where he still tinkers with tech and likes to write these amusing and/or thoughtful tales about his storied life.

An Influential Gift, A Lifelong Hobby
When Bad Things Happen to Tech People
Save Colby’s Clubhouse!
The Forbidden Slogan: EAT AT JOES
Don’t Panic: Tales from the Virus Frontier
Sebastopol: My Home Town
The Era of the Punched Card
“Let’s Go for a Drive!”
“Lawrence of Hillview”
First Class, Last Nerve
The Rise and Fall of The West Channel
“Have You Heard?”
More Tales from the Computer Room
Adventures Along Highway 101
Happy Star Wars Day!
“The Infernal Revenue Service”
Mischief at the Computer Trade Show
Adventures at 702 Monroe
Porting TSS8 to Run on a PDP12
Christmas Memories
Life in Ye Olde Folks Home
The Perils of A Cappella Singing
Bringing Coffee for Alice
“Turn Off the Lights!”
What to Say to the Grieving
While Waiting for the School Bus
An Unfortunate Misunderstanding
In Memoriam: Betty Lou Edwards-Vessel
A Little Knowledge is a Dangerous Thing
Who Would Jesus Stab?
The Eggshell Incident
First Chapel Service at Ye Olde Folks Home
A Yearly Ritual at Menards
“Mr. Loftus, the Town Hero”
The FCAL Project
Pepe Le Pew Finds New Lodgings
In Memoriam: Dale Lear
Bingo Bedlam at Ye Olde Folks Home
There’s a Shortage of Perfect Movies…
One Day at the DMV
A Visitor from Microsoft
“He Who Must Not Be Named”
Downton… Abbey?
This Home is a Liver-Free Zone
My 9/11 Rememberances
My Yearly Pumpkin Spice Rant
Done In By Baker’s Square
My Eulogy for Alice
“Dear Rikki…”
A Clean, Well-lighted Place for Books
Memories of my First Computer
A Little Excitement at the Staff Meeting
The Tale of Mrs. Butler
Sun, Sand, and a Margarita
“Thou Shalt Not Steal”
Troubleshooting at Ye Olde Folks Home
Stories of my Mother
I’ve Heard Angels Sing
Elevator Mishap at the Eye Clinic
One Day at Fair, Isaac
Saturday Morning Cartoons
A Sprig of Parsley
Fun With Recruitment Ads
Leave Her to Heaven
“Squirrel!”
Bring me Dave Bringle!
Beware! The Oldsters Are Coming!
Life Among the Progressives
A Family Ritual While Watching Masterpiece
The Unforgettable General Oppy
“Don’t Even THINK About Parking Here”
A Dubious Plan Gone Awry
The Singing Christmas Tree!
One Day in the Hospital Lab
The Legend of the Broken Timer
Nelson’s Fruit Stand
This One Time in Glee Club…
Star Trek References for the Win
Family Psalm, Stuck in Lodi
Vacation in Branson
Clyde and Ruth Revisited
COVID Policies During my Wife’s Fatal Illness
I Guess I’m the Shadow IT Department Now
The Tale of Clyde and Ruth
My Garden of Gethsemane Story
We Might Get a Virus!

An Influential Gift, A Lifelong Hobby

One of the most influential toys I had as a child was a Christmas gift: a little rotary printer with moveable rubber type and an inked roller.

I’d set the type into little metal rails that were then fastened to the drum of the printer, put in paper, and turn the crank.

Voilà! A printed page would come out. I was fascinated.

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Some friends of my parents owned a printing business, and their son gave me a tour of the premises. Yeah, I was enthralled.

Later in high school I found myself in typing class, the only boy in a room full of girls, thinking, “Why am I learning this? Typing is for girls.”

Wrong. Oh, so spectacularly wrong. All the full-time jobs I have ever had my entire life have heavily involved typing.

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When I was in college I worked as a reporter for a tabloid weekly newspaper, and of course that involved a typewriter, as well as exposure to their phototypesetting machine.

Again, I was mesmerized. I learned about type fonts, serifs, kerning, leading, and mysterious characters on the typesetter keyboard I’d never heard of such as EM SPACE, EN SPACE, EN DASH and EM DASH.

Incidentally, Alice found employment at the same newspaper as a typesetter.

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Much later I was introduced to desktop publishing with computers and inkjet or laser printers. That became a bit of an obsession, as well as a hobby.

And of course, my programming career involved typing galore. Nowadays I publish a weekly activities calendar here at Ye Olde Folks Home. It’s great fun.