Being the one who lobbied hardest for a computer, I felt the most responsible. So that summer I set out to show my mom that she had made the right decision. After all, I still needed to break the news to her that she had to buy a disk drive.
She’d be in the kitchen making dinner and I’d call her over. “Look mom! If I type ‘sys 64738’ it will reboot the machine!” Or she’d be paying bills and I’d coax her over to see this program I wrote that would turn the screen red, then black, then flash white, and then reboot. (which was tough to test because not having a disk drive meant I’d have to write the program all over again if it worked correctly.)
I remember those days. Good times.