Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2008/04/25
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]2008-04-25-14:24:01 Henning Wulff: > In the early and mid sixties when I was studying physics in > University we used a lot of the mechanical calculators (essentially > sequential adding machines which produced the functions of > multiplication and division). If you needed more accuracy than 3 > digits you used those, or log tables, which got you a couple more > digits. The first programmable device I encountered in the flesh (although I didn't get the chance to learn to program it) was a Wang programmable calculator -- it consisted of a desk unit with a keyboard and Nixie tube display (I still have an odd fondness for Nixie tubes) connected to a suitcase-like "brain" via an umbilical. It was (if memory serves) programmed via a single punch card which wasn't run through a reader, but rather clamped in place. This would've been about... jeez, 1972 or so? The first computer I actually programmed was a DEC PDP-11/40, with 28K of real core memory, into whose august presence I was allowed in 1975. I soon caught the bug, and with the help of parental connections wheedled my way into some guest access to the big under-the-parking-lot Princeton University computer center. I l'arned myself PL/I with the help of a book and repeated card decks through the big IBM 360/91 there (reputed to be faster than the newfangled 370s of the day because the latter were microcoded). That leads to another thing I really became fond of: the scent of a room full of busy 029 keypunches. To my fifteen-year-old brain, that perfume of oil and metal and chad-dust, overlaid with a subtle note of line-printer ink, was the smell of computing, of technology, of the future. Never mind that the minicomputer I'd encountered, and indeed even the HP-65 calculators which were already appearing, were arguably more the future of computing than a mainframe; there was something about the majesty of a big computing center, with its air conditioning and raised floors and glass windows and army of acolytes, which was infinitely more impressive. -Jeff M