O...M...G...What have I done? This one is disturbing, to me, personally...please, please, pull this, please chose a funny, harmless example, for me, please, I posted the link in the first place. This one is not a joke, to me, personally. My dad got his first job as a programmer (running an IBM 1401, at Chrysler, (Highland Park, Detroit Michigan), November 22, 1963, 3 days before my fifth birthday. When my dad got home, the news was breaking. It is my first memory of any historic event, my first memory I can pin to a date. My Polish-Catholic family, crushed. (I am not a Catholic anymore...) PLEASE, MIKE. This picture hurts, I would be SO ashamed if I were ever connected to it.