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Russell A. Vassallo was born in Newark, New Jersey, on April 24, 1934. He graduated from Seton Hall University and Seton Hall School of Law. When depression threatened him after retirement, his wife, Virginia, also a attorney, encouraged him to battle back by writing. To his surprise, he discovered that growing older, maturing and becoming a senior citizen had given him the insight he’d always lacked. Now he hopes writing will not only cure him but will aid animal charities as well as people suffering depression. “You can fight back and win,” he laughs. Russ is retired now and he and Virginia live on a farm in central Kentucky where Russ works the land, rides horses and lives an active and productive life. Russ has written two books about his animal friends, but he is by no means limited to animal stories. Of his new found career, he has this to say: "As long as people read and enjoy what I write…I’ll keep writing."

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Blog Site

russ picMy wife and I have been having this debate and, as with all debates, she always wins. Her daughter, Heather, set up a blog for me. Great! I'm in the 21st Century. I have an email address. I have a website. I even have a blog-site.

But no! I don't have a blog- site. I have a blog. At least, according to my wife, I have a blog. Now I am not a computer expert by any means. I had an old CPM system (do not ask me what that means) and I used it for years. Her name was Tess and she's the reason my wife and I met and married. It took me over a year to learn about Tess. It's taken me twenty-three years to learn about my wife...and I still do not know anything about her...except that she loves me but doesn't like me...not really.

When Tess died my sons and wife decided to buy me a new computer. I think it was back in '95 but I was in mourning and spawned of an age where the typewriter was my second best friend. The computer lay in a shiny, cardboard box with all sorts of official stamps on it. It lay there for two years. I did not look at the box. I did not open it. I knew that once I launched into that new box, it would be another full year of learning before I understood how to use the thing. Yes, that's how long it took me to learn on the CPM system.

Oh yes, they had technical support. The man and his wife came down for about three weeks, played on my computer, showed me all the wonderful things THEY could do on my computer and then they left. And they did not return because I had not signed on for the computer course.

So I read the instruction books, stayed up most nights trying to figure out how to open a file, type a letter and get it printed. I spend most weekends doing that too. The reason I say my wife and I met and married because of Tess is because she typed a ninety-one page thesis on Tess and I almost deleted it without understanding how to restore. I am not even sure I could restore on that unit. She figured anyone that dumb with a computer had to be easy to manage and easy to manipulate. And there are days when I have to admit that she was right.

To say that I am technically challenged with computers is an understatement of great magnitude. But, after eleven years, I am learning. I have learned how to restore a tool bar by clicking Standard. I have partially learned how to make small labels (thought I seldom need them). I have learned how to restore the files I accidentally delete. And I have learned how to cold boot my computer. I have even learned how to throw it out the window and onto the rear lawn without serious damage to the unit.

What I have not learned is why I can't call this my BLOG-SITE.

If there is anyone out there who side with me...speak up and say your piece. If there is anyone out there who sides with my wife...go to another blog-site and tell them about it but for God's sake don't tell her.

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