tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post7779331971620681245..comments2024-03-02T08:42:31.631-07:00Comments on Wyoming Breezes: Simple Woman's DaybookNancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18296050573667055406noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-69426071060138644022008-11-24T11:04:00.000-07:002008-11-24T11:04:00.000-07:00Your comments about typing took me back nearly 35 ...Your comments about typing took me back nearly 35 years, remembering that clackety clack sound of a room full of typewriters all being pecked at once. Our keys weren't covered, but we were not allowed to look down at the keys. Aside from the clacking noise, it was one of the quietest classes I took. There was never time for chit chat, or talking in whispers when the teacher wasn't looking. We were always too busy typing!<BR/><BR/>I read about Mason on Jen's Daily Dose, and have been praying for him and his family.<BR/><BR/>Some day I'm going to get ahead a few dollars and buy myself a yarn winder, too. I also love those neat little yarn 'cakes'. <BR/><BR/>Yellow snowman flannels, huh? Sounds like you're staying young at heart, Nancy! :-)Rennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03628198694622790891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-15787571437842627962008-11-24T09:30:00.000-07:002008-11-24T09:30:00.000-07:00I also learned to type on a manual typewriter with...I also learned to type on a manual typewriter with no letters on the keys. I remember we were not even supposed to look at our typing, but to keep our eyes on our book until we had completed the typing drill. I loved that class.Tracy Batchelderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18137536258043194796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-17357510011315378342008-11-24T07:06:00.000-07:002008-11-24T07:06:00.000-07:00JUST SAID A PRAYER FOR MASON AND HIS FAMILY.JUST SAID A PRAYER FOR MASON AND HIS FAMILY.Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03066415274248650282noreply@blogger.com