I have a revelation to share with you all.

I remember when I was just a small lad of only five or six. I was spending time with my father, in his office on the first and second floor of an old brick building in Chestnut Hill. He was building a business called VNI, or Video News International, and at this point it was still in its early development, and had only ten or so employees. One of them, a woman whose name was Robin, was a good friend of mine merely because she let me hang around and pester her with young questions whenever I was in the office. She was my father's secretary, and a lot of fun for me. She always let me play "Glider", one of the most exciting and graphically brilliant games first created for the computer, which was in this case, a Macintosh. Oh the Macintosh...And this is where my revelation comes into play, for there was always this moment when I had to leave the office, and end my game of "Glider". Then, Robin would quit the game, and move the mouse over to what was the "Special" menu, of the Mac finder.

I remember I wanted to be just like that menu...