I don’t know how old I was – but I was no more than six – probably closer to four. My parents came home and told me that they had rented a movie. They had a big, blue, padded case with them. I imagine that I said something like, “Coool!”
“Let’s set it up and watch it!” was my dad’s reply.
“Okay! Where should we put the screen?” I inquired.
“It doesn’t go on the screen.”
I returned a quizzical look.
“It hooks up to the TV.”
My brain exploded a little. I must have been thinking, “you can hook things up to the TV?”