The owner of the company I worked for handed me a laptop computer and said, “Here use this at home to get us on the Internet.”
Ok.
The Internet… cool. I’d read about it and heard about it but I hadn’t experienced it. None of my close friends really knew anything about it other than people were starting to talk about it.
So I stopped at a book store on the way home from work and bought a computer magazine that I saw had ads for dial-up Internet connections. About a week later I get the disc that has all the software I need and off I go. That first night was a Thursday and it took me about four hours to sort out the technical stuff and get the lapper connected. By the time I actually figured out that I was connected to a computer that wasn’t mine, it was time to hit the sack.
The next night, Friday, I got on right after work, about 6:00pm and I started exploring the connection software user interface. They had an “all in one” software package that had a browser and a news reader and an IRC client and email and just a total package full of 1990’s technology.
I had read about this text chatting stuff and it seemed right up my alley so I started looking for text chat. I didn’t know it was called “chat,” I was looking for the way to type to people from all over the world. I found it and I found a channel called “London” and thought what the heck. So I joined the channel and text started going by and I was fascinated. It all seem very chaotic but I slowly started to piece together who was talking to whom and how to understand multiple conversations scrolling by one line at a time.
Suddenly a Window pops open that says “You have been invited to #Exile.” Me? Invited? Cool.
Click “Yes”
New screen, new names, new conversations.
“Hello dogmeat, Welcome to Exile.”
Hey! I’m dogmeat. They’re talking to me.
“Thanks!”
Needless to say, more conversation followed, but that was the first time I ever interacted in real time with another human on the Internet.
The truly amazing thing is that I still know and speak with via mail and occasional chat, that person who was the very first person I even spoke to on the Internet. I’m pretty sure the year was 1992.
My friend, gryphon, Elizabeth, Liz, Betsy, is truly good people. One of the best. Stuck with me through thick and thin and thinner. Gotta love her and respect her. I will always wish her all the best that Life has to offer.
Richard Net Life