We live in a time where the typewriter has become a thing of the past.  We take it for granted as being a part of the printing industry – making it easier for newsmen to get their stories to press in time – writers to produce great novels – poets to assemble large volumes of poetry.  All of this was readable for the most part and the days of handwritten manuscripts hung in the balance.  After years of perfecting, making carbon copies, erasing with an actual eraser, using white out, electrifying the machines and eventually turning them into a flat keyboard that could fit on the face of a six inch phone, we’d become accustomed to using our fingers to create words for all the world to see.

We owe a debt of gratitude to Christopher Latham Sholes, whose birthday happens to be today, on Valentine’s Day…

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