Long before typewriters were invented, it was the tablets, scrolls, and the mighty pen that did the identification of letters. Man had tried numerous attempts with lettering by stone, but because of the solid foundation, it made it difficult too get the letters established, unless you used force. As years rolled on, and on, the pen became the writing machine on paper, and with great achievement. However, the hand gets more exhausted than the pen, and a better option was still needed. Man kept searching for ways to get words expelled on paper, but away from the pen, and onto machinery. Old faithful which I call the “Manual Typewriter” began too take shape. They began too be passed on too business office’s, and what was a pen too the paper, but was transformed into a typist or secretary. I also had exposure too automatic on line typewriters which typed by themselves, and later upgraded too IBM Typewriters Printers at Citibank.

All the hands were used in composing a letter, and with keenness of speed and accuracy. My Grandfather, Charles Blake used too tell me a story about a man named Peterson, who was the fastest typist on the manual typewriter, and had his own typing school. Technology advanced, and typing became a more scientific approach with techniques of its own. This time, it was the electric typewriter.  I remember typing on a IBM Selectric II as a Clerk Typist at a publishing house, and being tested on one at a major Bank on Wall Street, and tested at 96 words per minute with 1 error. I also tested at Macy’s, which wanted 50 words per minute, and I did 95 words per minute with 2 errors.

I owe great gratitude too my Grandfather, who taught me typing at 12 years old. He made me practice typing 4 hours everyday, and pick a word from the dictionary, and incorporate into own vocabulary. My Grandfather meant business when it came too typing, and you know what followed, college. Typing has become my passion for business success, and words have become what my Grandfather had been saying all along, “If you are going too succeed in life, it will be typing”. However, with all this typing, there was a direction my Grandfather wanted me too take, it was leading too be a Court Reporter. Of course, while my Grandparents were alive at that time, and they were a little disappointed, because I didn’t go the court reporting route, however, they were satisfied that I pursued typing, and kept with it. The more I think about the keyboard, the more I think about my Grandfather’s teachings of the typewriter, and going over the alphabet, and up the ladder. I stepped up the plate too word processing, and the whole idea of typing, and being ready too advance too the next level, which is my ongoing saga of my life.  Typing in the past, which has led me into tomorrow, and beyond. Words of memory, aids me in typing in ability. The ability has become a commodity of asset, and the asset, taking me too typing skill blvd.

Typing with the hand, and with my mind on the words. “The words that have been expressed, is the ingredient of my Grandfather with influence”. God bless you Pop in heaven.