A former newspaper colleague, a man in his 70s, is well known for his dislike of computers. Up until a few years ago, he'd type his columns on an old IBM Selectric, then have a secretary type them into the computer.
In time, he relented and learned to work the newsroom computers. These days, he even uses e-mail.
I spent part of the day at a training session for faculty members who will be teaching online during my school's winter term. I was, by far, the oldest person there. I'm determined not to fall so far behind the times, technologically speaking, that I turn into one of those pathetic old farts who try to look cool and end up looking silly in front of a couple dozen 20-year-olds as they fumble with the computers in their classroom.
I can hold my own. In fact, having taught online twice, I'm starting to feel as if I know what I'm doing. It feels good to feel competent at something new.
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