I never earned a living as a programmer, though I did once convert a Fortran program to whatever flavour of Pascal used to run on an Apple IIe. The program simulated the weight of lambs based on the breed of the parents—earth-shattering stuff.
Maybe it shows my age—who’s worked with punched cards?—but I laughed and laughed as I read this. And don’t forget to read the link in the letter, The Story of Mel.
Credit: I came across this link on Attila’s Den when I was “researching” my post Apps, Apps, Apps.
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