I'm 37, at last until october.
Reading the posts, i remember so clear as it was yesterday when my father surprised me with a 48 kg beast that a friend of him, bank employee, gave him when the bank renewed the systems... It was a 8088, with an MDA display, no graphics.
I remember the 5-1/4 disks, the huge 10 Mb HDD...
I remember the nights i spent in front of that uranium-like screen (actually i think is a miracle i'm not blind yet) modifying the gorilla.bas game to change the banana for a skull i designed with ASCII codes. This was the way i started, like some of you, with the ¿help? of books i take from the public library and trying to understand what the hell the writer is trying to say. I remember it was the day of the opening ceremony of the seoul olympics, so i was nine yet... 28 years ago... But there is one think that never changed, the hunger of knowledge, the inner spark that push you to try to understand and know how to do new things than appears.
Is very comfortable to check that a lot of you walked the same way, with some variants, but same essence.
Thanks a lot for sharing your knowledge, i'll try my best to share my little piece of it.
Cheers.