When I had a teenager at home twenty years ago, if he wanted to talk to a friend, he called them on the phone or went over to their place on his bike.
I used to write my stepfather in Toyko and mail it. A few weeks later I got a letter in answer. It was a pretty damned nice relationship that kept us friends for forty years.
The one thing I will celebrate is the computer with a good b/w laser printer and internet connect.
What am I missing here?
CG