RIP The Typewriter

Smith Corona.  Now there's a name that will date you.  Royal, Brother ... oh boy.

The typewriter.  Just the thought of it gives me the shakes from memories of term papers in college.  Writing on the typewriter and making mistakes and having to go back over with white out.  It was enough to make me crazy.

Ahhh, the memories.

Seems they really are just memories now since the last standing typewriter plant is closing its doors in India.  I was at an agency last week and they had an old model sitting under glass like a museum piece.  Guess that's what they really are, right?

I thought they were long ago dead, but it seems that in India and the Middle East they were still thriving.  Until now.  Thanks to the laptop and tablets.

The typewriter, gone by the wayside.  RIP.  What will be next, the fax machine?

What's your experience?  Jim.