Sweet summer child. We learned FORTRAN on punch cards that we would send off to the regional office for them to run. Our punch cards would get returned to us with a fanfold printout of errors/output. I’m not sure I ever saw a program work correctly. Mostly because the bad kids would slip fucked up cards into other people’s programs, and comment cards remarking on the teacher and her physical unattractiveness. It was a major relief when they put in a micro-lab stocked with these.







$20. I don’t enjoy gambling.