So, yes, it surely is humbling to realize that all the hot stuff that seems so brand new today actually existed back when our parents still had to carry their stacks of punched cards to school in snow up to their armpits and uphill both ways.
I never had to carry them through snow, but I've carried my share of punched card decks.

My first FTE programming job was in 1978 at the Naval Ship Research and Development Center at Carderock Md., next to the currently amazingly swollen Potomac River. I'm going to look at it tomorrow from a scenic site, but I digress...
I knew pretty soon that I hated programming and started taking accounting courses. My older brother, who had done well for himself in business, emphatically advised me not to do it. He said they were a bunch of "bean counters".
So I took a computer science course and discovered that there were some pretty cool data structures and maybe it wasn't so bad after all if you really knew something about programming. My boss was a physicist and, while clever, knew nothing about formal computer science.
And maybe it had a bright future, too, if I could just find the right job.