about it, then I would say don't worry about it. If you have some really nice equipment for digitizing stuff, if I had money but it's better quality to bring it to you, I would pay for you to do that. I have tons of old photos that I have been wondering the best way to preserve them and share them. And I think I remember you said you can do the same with videos? I still have tons of VCR tapes and DVD stuff that should also be brought into the modern era. Not to mention musical records and cassette tapes and CDs! All this stuff was state of the art when I bought it and represents a fairly sizable monetary investment, and I can't play half of it any more. If you develop ideal ways to copy over and use and preserve in digital media, I think you could develop a nice little home business. If it's cost effective. Is this something I would save money by having you do it rather than buying the equipment and/or software to do it myself?

What do others think? Do you have lots of old unconverted stuff like this too? Is this a service you could use?

Then you become an entrepreneur. Even a digital entrepreneur! That's pretty highfalutin.

When I had to retire as a lawyer because of my autoimmune disorder it was very traumatic simply from a mental health standpoint. So much of iour identity is tied to what we do, our occupation, how we make money, and to lose that, to stop being a source of income for your family devastated me, and I became very depressed.

What was worse was the fact that so many people, because my illness is not always immediately apparent just from looking at me, assumed I was lazy, a malingerer, that I could work if I wanted to do so. Even family members did not fully believe how sick and ill I became when I tried to work. Now, I think, after almost 20 years from my initial diagnosis (the wrong one but still an autoimmune issue) and 16 years after having to retire, have I begun to be accepted as disabled by my own family, sister, brothers, father (mother died in 2014).

So, I empathize with that feeling.

I had this weird thing in my life occur years ago that allowed me to change in profound ways. I got medication for a problem that had kept me disabled for most of my life, medication I should have been taking most of my life.

Gradually I gained a clarity I'd never had, and I taught myself to do things I had long thought impossible. Every time I made myself a little better, I assumed that would be what would allow me to get work. I improved until I could do things most people around me were incapable of comprehending, and I did it salvaging electronics and junk.
And I still can't get a job.

I suspect that if I could ever get anybody to talk to me for longer then 5 minutes at a sitting, my social skills would improve but I can't. The medical system in Pueblo is failing so badly that I can't even get a clinician who will see me consistently. They all keep quitting or disappearing. Pueblo is a bit like Greece really. Nobody who gets the sort of money a clinician does wants to live here, so they all commute in. And they commute in for 3 or 4, or maybe 6 months if they are dedicated, and then they quit. Because apparently dealing with people in Pueblo is that overwhelming.

I'll always wonder what I could have been. But at this point I know I will never have a conventional job again. Which means I'll never get the contact I need with people to learn how to speak with them.

Its a vicious cycle. I can think of all kinds of solutions to many problems, but I haven't found a way out of that one yet.