Thank you all for letting me know the article below written by Chick Huettel had the wrong phone number in the Walton Sun. It's been corrected online but obviously not in print as so many of you said you clipped the article. Below is the corrected number. Warm Regards to you all, Mark.
The Other Dimension - Published in The Walton Sun News
I feel like I live in the past and always seem to be trying to catch up with the present, and somewhat unsure if I can handle the future.
That statement reflects my insecurity with technology. Computer desktops, laptops, iPad, iPhone, POP3, IMAP, apps, the cloud, never ending passwords… all the terms that are not even found in the dictionary due to the shadowy world of an unknown alien language . For those of us stuck in quill pen and parchment period because of ancientness, I feel extinction close at hand.
I always had trouble with Latin in school, struggled with Spanish, which is supposed to be the easiest language to learn, and even dabbled in Russian when I was in Army Intelligence. Adverbs, subjunctives, dangling participles, were in themselves a language with in a language.
But somehow you & I of old attempt to machete ourselves through the jungle of human intercourse of speech. But then again, that does not apply to attorney, corporate, and investment firm gobbledygook terminology that greets us in business matters. Those scenarios are mounds of unreadable forms and statements that seem like hieroglyphics.
But there is help for those who “are crying in the wilderness.”
I have often found it somewhat difficult for computer service people to call me back when I leave a message. Many just don’t, and others call back after so long you don’t want to answer their call out of spite. Well I tried a new computer technical “Doctor” recently and low and behold he called back within the hour. Not only that, he was at my front door the next day! Then after a while he had everything my wife and I received for Christmas up and running and even taking time to explain the gemmy-gadgets to us in real language.
Then I “learned” why he was different from the rest of the computer gurus.
He was an artist. I am an artist. I work in oils and sculpture; he works in photography and computers. The artist in him has a certain compulsion for beauty. This is the beauty of seeing that technical things that seem unfathomable to people like me, are made clear. He made the data, diodes, bytes and bits, whatever they are called, move and snap, pop, and crackle into something compatible and explained to me “why” this miracle was taking place. No one had ever done that before, it was like he was teaching an art course.
The atomic thing-a-majigs we received from the kids for holidays were now understandable. Even what I am sure were the ultimate in stupid and medieval questions were marvelously answered so that my eighth grade technical Erector- set and Lincoln log level made it past the megabyte Twilight Zone.
As for photography, he was in the big leagues with the professionals but as the picture taking world evolved, he adapted to the Darwin theory of change. He became a specialist in both worlds.
Now I have found him and I almost want to adopt him. In kindness he speaks my basic primeval English so that I, who is definitely a Neanderthal in the computer world, am no longer at the bottom of the food chain. I even had one more question after he left and sheepishly called him. Bang! Within minutes he called back, and in the words of Credence Clearwater Revival song, ”I saw the light.”
Use him my friends, but not too much, because I’m stingy with personal discoveries. His name is Mark Adelman, and owns, ComputerWorks here in Santa Rosa Beach, 850-687-3161. You shan’t be disappointed. Fair winds to ye matey. ComputerWorks website
Chick Huettel is a long-time Walton County resident, writer and artist. He is a member of a number of local organizations including the Emerald Coast Archeological Society.
The Other Dimension - Published in The Walton Sun News
I feel like I live in the past and always seem to be trying to catch up with the present, and somewhat unsure if I can handle the future.
That statement reflects my insecurity with technology. Computer desktops, laptops, iPad, iPhone, POP3, IMAP, apps, the cloud, never ending passwords… all the terms that are not even found in the dictionary due to the shadowy world of an unknown alien language . For those of us stuck in quill pen and parchment period because of ancientness, I feel extinction close at hand.
I always had trouble with Latin in school, struggled with Spanish, which is supposed to be the easiest language to learn, and even dabbled in Russian when I was in Army Intelligence. Adverbs, subjunctives, dangling participles, were in themselves a language with in a language.
But somehow you & I of old attempt to machete ourselves through the jungle of human intercourse of speech. But then again, that does not apply to attorney, corporate, and investment firm gobbledygook terminology that greets us in business matters. Those scenarios are mounds of unreadable forms and statements that seem like hieroglyphics.
But there is help for those who “are crying in the wilderness.”
I have often found it somewhat difficult for computer service people to call me back when I leave a message. Many just don’t, and others call back after so long you don’t want to answer their call out of spite. Well I tried a new computer technical “Doctor” recently and low and behold he called back within the hour. Not only that, he was at my front door the next day! Then after a while he had everything my wife and I received for Christmas up and running and even taking time to explain the gemmy-gadgets to us in real language.
Then I “learned” why he was different from the rest of the computer gurus.
He was an artist. I am an artist. I work in oils and sculpture; he works in photography and computers. The artist in him has a certain compulsion for beauty. This is the beauty of seeing that technical things that seem unfathomable to people like me, are made clear. He made the data, diodes, bytes and bits, whatever they are called, move and snap, pop, and crackle into something compatible and explained to me “why” this miracle was taking place. No one had ever done that before, it was like he was teaching an art course.
The atomic thing-a-majigs we received from the kids for holidays were now understandable. Even what I am sure were the ultimate in stupid and medieval questions were marvelously answered so that my eighth grade technical Erector- set and Lincoln log level made it past the megabyte Twilight Zone.
As for photography, he was in the big leagues with the professionals but as the picture taking world evolved, he adapted to the Darwin theory of change. He became a specialist in both worlds.
Now I have found him and I almost want to adopt him. In kindness he speaks my basic primeval English so that I, who is definitely a Neanderthal in the computer world, am no longer at the bottom of the food chain. I even had one more question after he left and sheepishly called him. Bang! Within minutes he called back, and in the words of Credence Clearwater Revival song, ”I saw the light.”
Use him my friends, but not too much, because I’m stingy with personal discoveries. His name is Mark Adelman, and owns, ComputerWorks here in Santa Rosa Beach, 850-687-3161. You shan’t be disappointed. Fair winds to ye matey. ComputerWorks website
Chick Huettel is a long-time Walton County resident, writer and artist. He is a member of a number of local organizations including the Emerald Coast Archeological Society.
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