I remeber those days. jpg's would download row by rowI remember the dial-up internet speeds, the one family computer in the dining room, and my mom going to the grocery store and having a small window to try and download and print "things" from the internet before she got back. The stress of staring at the screen while listening for the car to pull up in the driveway was the most intense moments of your life. Then, last year we got broadband.