Spring 1994 - Not quite sure what to expect, amid the hiss and scratching of my 14.4kbs modem connecting to my favorite BBS, all I knew was that someone 50 miles away was connecting to the same computer to remotely show me how to log on to something I had heard of, but had no clue what it entailed: the World Wide Web.
After pushing through a few login screens to my new “shell account,” a prompt asked what the desired URL would be. “URL?” I see my tutor punching in the letters h-t-t-p-:-/-/-w-w-w-.-y-a-h-o-o-.-c-o-m.
“Yahoo? So the WWW is Yahoo? Maybe I can find some new games on this thing?”
“Type something in” my tutor types to me.
“Something?” Okay…"something…”
T-h-e- -B-e-a-t-l-e-s
Before my eyes, a page full of references to other pages with more Beatles information that I could fathom – I was blown away. As quickly as I could, I started searching for anything and everything that came to mind – hogging the phone lines and getting scowls from my parents. This was before I had a graphic browser and was connecting through a remote unix shell account.
Life was forever altered that day – the closeted computer geek had
to show his friends the power of the modem, explaining why his phone was
always busy.
