Hello Computer.

My name is Vincent. Do you remember me? I remember you. How can I ever forget the first time we were introduced? My eyes lit up and so did your cathode ray tube. We stared at each other, eyes and cursor unblinking. It was like we both knew that in the other we had found our soul mate, finally at long last. Even though we were both virgins; young, clean pure and unviolated but that was soon to change in an orgy or pure carnal interests, youthful vigor and unashamed enthusiasm. We never cared who or how many watched us as we lustfully shared each other completely. We were young, uninhibited and wild. Our co-joining was intense!

I was 15 and you weren’t even a year old. The age difference was not a problem for us, we only saw the love we had for each other, reflected in my eyes and your black and white monitor screen.

I learned to play your keyboard like a maestro while you learned to stroke my blossoming mind like it’s never been stroked before, causing all my gray matter to explode with eye-opening wonder. There was no refractory period; I was youthful and full of excited, endlessly curious energy. You turned me on with your infinite capabilities while I turned you on by flipping your power switch. We were both insatiable.

You were my first. Unforgettable. And though I was not your first I knew you like no other. I understood that I had to share you with countless others but while they all thought they were the one you loved I knew it was me. I watched as they used you from across the room, breathless waiting for my turn when I could be with you again. Even at the times when I had to share you with three or four of them at the same time I knew they meant nothing to you and that I was the only one you were really with in those moments.

Never jealous, never questioning, always accepting you for what you were, the time we spent was so special I always look back at those wondrous times with a smile on my lips and inside my mind and heart.

After I graduated I had to leave even though I wanted to stay. You always encouraged me to look ahead at new possibilities with excitement and not regret. I’ll always remember the last time we were together. We shared each other until spent. My fingers could type no more, my face lay on your cool, sensuous keyboard; our last session so consuming and rough your stringy-floppy tape broke.

Like you later on I had many, many others that I shared myself with but sometimes even when I was with them with their newer smelling cases and firmer chips, I thought of you. Once or twice I even called out your name in the middle of a computer session. You will always be special to me no matter how many more I share myself with.

Thank you for helping guide me from a boy to a man, a nerd to a geek, a computer virgin to an experienced and confident ubergeek. Thank you.

I love you TRS-80! I will always love you!

<<Vincent B. Navarino>>
With Deepest Love and Fondest Memories