My 1984-and Steve’s

The Stylish Beige Machine That Coaxed Me Out of the Cave

It was a rare indulgence for me that Sunday evening back in early 1984. It was January 22nd, and for once I wasn’t halfway across campus in the basement of the engineering school, the place we computer science majors at Yale (a new, demanding, and hardly fashionable major) affectionately called “the cave.” I was back at Ezra Stiles College watching football, drinking beer, and wondering if my roommate Pat might have a heart attack. His hometown Washington Redskins were favored to win the Super Bowl that evening against the Raiders …