MadMike,
I too, was dragged, kicking and screaming into the twentieth century. I remember the first time I ever actually used a "computer". I was helping my son with a report he had to write for his third-grade class. I took the kids to the local library, with the intent of teaching them how to do research. When we got to the library, I looked all over the joint, and finally gave in and asked the librarian where I could find thier card-file. He led me off into the nether-regions of the library, and pointed me to a computer terminal. My reaction, of course, was "What's that???" I prevailed upon him to teach me how to use that system, and the report was finished (I still had the pleasure of teaching my kids the Dewey-Decimal System).
Shortly after that, I was volunteering in my daughter's first-grade class. The teacher had a son who was manager of a RadioShack store, and he had donated a TRS-80 network, consisting of a Model 4, a Network 4 Controller, and about 8x Model I "workstations", which were connected to the network via thier cassette ports. The teacher asked me to go and help the children on the computer. Lucky for me, a six-year-old taught me how to bring-up the net, and d/l programs from the 'server' to the individual stations.
After that, I was no longer computer-phobic, and when I saw a Model I system for sale in a local thrift store, I thought, 'kewl!, this is the same computer that Jessica uses at school'. I bought the thing for $35.00, and from that time on, over the next year-or-so, I totally immersed myself in computer information, in order to catch-up with my children enough to help them with thier school work. I checked-out every book on computers in several local library branches, and read most of them (I even understood a lot of what I read). (Of course, I'm still learning new stuff from my son every day). Eventually, I'm hoping to move into the twenty-first century, but for now, I'm still desparately trying to keep up with the trailling edge of technology.
--T