I’m twelve years old, sitting in front of my Atari 800 XL. The amber glow of the monitor bathes my face as I type what should be a simple program. All I want is for this machine to ask my name and then greet me. That’s it. Just “What’s your name?” followed by “Hello, Etienne.”
Line 10: PRINT “What’s your name?”
Line 20: INPUT NAME
Line 30: PRINT “Hello, “ …
