Yearning for ancient technology
By David Martin
Since turning seventy, just about every day brings a new reminder that I'm old and rapidly getting older. Perhaps you've seen those articles that picture some 19th century gismo, doodad or whatchamacallit and ask you to identify it. Typically, it's an apple corer, a meat grinder, a butter churn or possibly all three. Unless you're over ninety, however, you'd seldom have a clue.