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Title: Girl posing at a pitcher pump - Merritt Island
Date: ca. 1907
Physical descrip: 1 photonegative - b&w - 4 x 5 in.
Series Title: General Collections
Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida
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Ê mập có biết EmYêuAnhLắmKhông ? :x :x :x :x
- Em biết trong thời gian này anh rất mệt mỏi :( , mà em thì cứ ăn r` suốt ngày cứ làm anh buồn quài , anh phải đi làm , còn suy ngỹ nhiều chiện # nửa dậy mà em không hề hiểu cho anh , cứ kiếm chiện cho cải lộn
- Thương lắm cái cách anh chăm sóc cho em khi em bịnh , từng viên thuốc , từng món ăn :) , anh không giàu có , anh không đẹp nhưng anh là người em cần , là người em yêu , còn 10 ngày nửa là 4 tháng r` chồng yêu ha [ cỉ luật r` anh yêu àg :)))))) ]
- Trong thời gian này em rất mệt mỏi vì chiện của anh gì thế đừng có mà ở đó chọc cho e đean lên nha , em mà đean là lát anh có chiện đó nha thèn mập x-( ..... cảnh cáo trước r` đó
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********* dạo này tâm trạg hơi bị cọc*********
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chùa hơi bị nhiều r` đó
nếu mún zốg chó thì cứ chùa
hảy làm con người văn mih iiiiiiiiiii
Wolcott, Marion Post,, 1910-1990,, photographer.
Grain storage elevators and highway through Lone Tree, North Dakota
1941 Aug.
1 negative : safety ; 3 1/4 x 4 1/4 inches or smaller.
Notes:
Title and other information from caption card.
Transfer; United States. Office of War Information. Overseas Picture Division. Washington Division; 1944.
Subjects:
United States--North Dakota--Golden Valley County--Lone Tree.
Format: Safety film negatives.
Rights Info: No known restrictions. For information, see U.S. Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black & White Photographs www.loc.gov/rr/print/res/071_fsab.html
Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA, hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print
Part Of: Farm Security Administration - Office of War Information Photograph Collection (Library of Congress) (DLC) 2002708960
More information about the FSA/OWI Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.fsaowi
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Call Number: LC-USF34- 057905-D
To the tune of CSNY's "Teach Your Children Well" - www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQOaUnSmJr8
DOB: 12/21/1922
Died: 01/04/1999
He was 77 years old.
My Dad's Favorite Quotes:
"You know, Suzie (he called me Suzie) you can be replaced". - (He was right. Unfortunately, you couldn't be, Dad.)
"If you had half a brain you'd be dangerous." (Up for debate)
"Do the right thing" - Huh.
"Do as I say, not as I do".
"How do ya like them apples?"
"I just want you to live an honest life". (Refer to "Do as I say, not as I do".
"You're no prize"
"Eat your heart out"
"You're an accident waiting to happen"
"You don't know when to quit, do you?"
"They broke the mold when they made you". Which mold?
"I forgot more than you know"
"you have a one-track mind" - It's "inherited" (wink-wink)
"Do you know what time it is?" (No - I confuse right and left. It only took 60 years to figure that one out)
"Get your ass in gear"
"Motor Mouth" - His polite way of saying shut-up. He never said shut-up. He always said this with a smile.
"Shit for brains" His name for my brothers.
"Go run around the block" (We did - many times I did not go home).
"Asshole buddies" - (When one of his buddies went somewhere with one of his other buddies other than him.)
"He talks like he's got a paper asshole".
"Don't dish it out if you can't take it" - See "Do as I say, not as I do".
"If you're going to live in my house you live by my rules".
"Every cigarette you smoke is another nail in your coffin".
"Your eyes look like two piss holes in the snow" - (First time wearing makeup.)
"You got band-aids for those mosquito bites?" (First time I'd asked Mom for a bra.)
"You have exactly till 6:00PM to eat those tomatoes (two hours away) or you go to bed *again* without any dinner.". (And?)
"Watch the tips goddammit!" - (Bringing the fishing poles in from the boat).
"You smell like burnt toast".
"I don't trust him/her as far as I can throw him/her". I was a child, remember? Maybe throwing your beer cans, cigarettes, cigars and bottles in the garbage would've been a good start rather than throwing around your kids.
"You know, sometimes I think about suicide." (He said this to me on Christmas Day - 10 days prior to placing a high-powered rifle in his mouth while sitting on the toilet and blew his brains out. With the cooperation of many officials in NJ who scoured their records I was finally able to obtain the police reports and autopsy details in May 2022 after requesting them as I never really believed it was a suicide.
Mom said he'd always stated he was going to commit suicide when he was ready, although I was not aware or told of that one while he was alive. IOW, he always had a plan. "He did it his way" - on his mother-in-law's birthday. He probably didn't even know it was.
He suicided 20 years ago (or so) today - January 4, 1999. Nobody knew my phone number to let me know - my Son was finally able to reach me. Somehow I lost a year at that point. I only know *somebody* put that bullet hole in the bathroom ceiling and his neighbor cleaned up the bathroom. That neighbor developed early dementia as many people do after witnessing such a horrific sight they do not recover from without counseling or talking about it and coming to terms with it. Family trauma and abuse is much the same. That is how people are then labeled with psychiatric terms, unfortunately they were not in fact the "crazy" ones. The true "crazy" ones stay under the radar and appear fully functioning. IOW, "they have jobs" according to today's society. I'd been told my Dad was a "functioning alcoholic".
He tried quitting smoking many times. Once he tried replacing cigarettes with Regal Crown sour cherry & sour lemon drops. No sugar-free options back then. That's when he lost his teeth. After he quit he gained tons of weight.
He sat at the dinner table waving his fork up and down frequently....fair warning to get ready to duck. The five of us always had dinner together every night - that's good for the family structure, it's said. A few times he turned the dinner table over or threw dishes at one of us. I only know he generally missed. I would occasionally lock myself in the bathroom to get away from the violence. He generally knew how to unlock those doors. I ran away from home frequently. I accidentally drove his red Chevy pickup truck into a pond. Someone helped me get it back up on land. I also accidentally set his red Chevy pickup on fire but he wasn't mad. He just laughed. He was a good sport like that. Brother Bob finally totaled it after being broadsided by a UPS truck (malfunctioning traffic light) on the way home from a Grateful Dead concert in Philadelphia. It really was a pretty truck - fire engine red with hand painted gold leaf lettering. It had ladder racks which I'd used as a jungle gym. He mostly put up tin, slate and shingle roofs. The most fun was taking the old shingles, slate and tin he ripped off the old roofs to the landfill in his dump truck which he parked around the corner on Hudson St not far from Gliba's bar (Chambersburg, NJ), dumping it off a cliff along the embankments of the Delaware River - he would back up to the edge as close as he could and hit the gas to attempt to scare us. He didn't. This was also near the huge penicillin and pharmaceutical dump by the Trenton Marine Terminal off Rt. 29 towards White City Lake..
US Navy Veteran. He had one older brother and one older sister. They (Mom & Dad) had three boys (one died - the second one - Russell - his stomach never closed so his guts were exposed and baby Russell only lived a short time, I'm told . I do not know if or where baby Russell was buried) but Mom said he always wanted a girl, anyway. Often I wonder if baby Russell lived and was given up for adoption. I check with 23 and me occasionally to see if any new family surfaced. He told the same stories year after year for over 40 years, yet never spoke about his time in the Navy (the *brotherhood*, code of silence, whatever). He was the baby of his family. He had brown eyes. He said people had brown eyes because they were full of shit up to their forehead. His Mom died when he was 12. He had a severe hearing deficit that was never addressed, as many Veterans do. He was diabetic although it was never addressed. He had metabolic syndrome although it was never addressed. He always kept, cleaned and took great care of his German Ruger which was kept in the headboard of their bed. We learned at an early age where it was and to "respect" it.
He either fished or stayed in his bedroom watching old war movies in his later years and went to flea markets occasionally. His back also started giving out. He refused to go to a doctor. I do not recall that he ever did until his 70's when he developed skin cancer (fisherman's arms). Then he wore a hat like Lawrence of Arabia. They took real good care of him at whichever doctor / hospital he'd gone to. Someone trashed all of his records upon his death as I found only a few after Mom passed away - a statement from CMS Medicare - a summary of claims processed dated 6/13/2003 from a Dr. John W. Petrozzi in Barnegat - $70 for an office visit dated 4/25/03. It was denied. Reason? "a. Our records show that the date of death was before the date of service. b. You do not have to pay this amount., c. The name or Medicare number was incorrect or missing. Ask your provider to use the name or number shown on this notice for future claims." My oldest brother wanted his "Red Dawn" book back. We never found it in the house but we combed through everything looking for it.
He would go meet his buddies for breakfast at a local diner. He was always mad at one of them at any given time. He had a loud, infectious laugh and a loud boisterous voice. He was also a tinsmith and spent a good portion of his Winters melting lead in the basement to make fishing sinkers. He had freezers full of bait (and hundred dollar bills wrapped in tin-foil). He was a phenomenal cook - he loved the typical German/ Polish/ Hungarian meat & potatoes diet. He adored his fatty meats (bacon, pork, Szalolonna, etc....). He never ate anything sugary except for tons of fresh fruit nightly. He only ate Wonder Bread (white) and tons of processed lunch meats (favorite was Lebanon Bologna). He came home for lunch daily for his bread and tomato sandwich w. fresh radishes on the side w. salt, He did like his Navy Bean Soup with ham. He also spent his afternoons at the American Legion drinking beer. The only "ritual" I remember aside from cleaning his gun weekly and going to Church with us once a year (Christmas) was breaking out the Limburger cheese every Sunday. That was the day we would all hold our noses and run out of the house screaming.
He would go fishing twice a week - a 1 1/2 hr. drive from Trenton & Lawrenceville, NJ to Waretown, NJ, where he docked his boat. There was a sharp turn around Cranberry Lake where he would drive 100MPH to try to scare us. It didn't. While smoking his cigars (that was not fun). I did, however, have many, many night terrors most of my younger life about being trapped in a car underwater, among others. Until I learned how to escape one if it indeed happened. My friends all received a glass-break tool for the holidays one year. www.thebugoutbagguide.com/best-car-escape-tool/
He taught me how to shoot guns, ride horses, sail and swim (by throwing me in deep waters without any life vest while he laughed),. I am not sure why so many fathers do this to their daughters....one would think they'd teach them how to swim, first. He taught me how to handle a boat, to navigate through channels, sandbars and the Barnegat Inlet. He taught me how to surf. He taught me to water ski (without knowing how to swim). He taught me to snow ski. He taught me how to drive (while using a quick backhand across the face if I made my turns too wide). He taught me how to shoot bow and arrow. He taught me how to shuffle, deal and play cards. He taught me how to detail a truck. He left me a $2,000 John Hancock Life Insurance policy which allowed me to purchase a Windows Millenium Edition Dell Dimension computer - my first Windows computer which enabled me to go back to school after my aneurysm. He taught me how to "be kind to animals" (after he beat them till they would no longer move) - I skip that part (hurting them). He & Mom hunted wild game (rabbits, pheasants and deer)) with 2 beagles (Tiny and Nellie who was later replaced by Rosie) which were kept outside year long. He had another dog before them - Speck. And another beagle, Queenie. He didn't mind me bringing home as many animals (and amphibians) as I was able. Except for snakes. Mom had a snake phobia and even the tiniest garter snake upset her, so I learned not to bring home snakes after the first one.
He frequently had his drinking buddies at the house till late at night. Mom always loved Frank Sinatra, hence he did his best to emulate him in every way he could. He built a beautiful bar in the basement - I was the family bartender. He got a player piano which was quite fun. He set us up with pinball machines, pool table, juke boxes, bowling machines, arcades, etc....which he'd gotten from his friend, Whitey Bralynski from Browns Novelty, who supplied the arcade, pinball machines & shooting games.to local diners, bowling alleys, etc. - an all cash business.
He & Mom hunted deer with bow and arrow together, also. They beat the shit out of us, whipped my brothers and I frequently (I was the only one to hit back). One of the more favorite methods of "teaching" was total isolation for a day or night or more (locked in a completely dark cellar way). He was not the major disciplinarian (at least not for me). We won't go there. He taught me how to not give a fuck about life although it was against my grain. The medical profession convinced him knee implants (which his body rejected) and various other surgeries would improve his quality of life - while in his 70's. They, as well as Medicare or the V.A. (not sure which), squeezed the last bit of benefits out of him prior to his death. He began getting major headaches. He took shark cartilage which his buddies told him would help with pain. He died a few months after these surgeries after he insisted he did not want a nurse visiting his house to change the packings after they removed a good portion of his colon. Unless of course, his insurance would not cover it. Mom was unable to pack his wounds. His neighbor Bobby LeFebvre would go over and do this. Dad never exercised although climbing up and down a ladder in his younger years qualified for a while. Other than passive sports (bowling) while younger. he did practice his boxing skills on the family although that extended out to cage fighting, MMA and simply total loss of control of his anger (on 3 little kids). Wills Eye Hospital in Philadelphia attempted to convince him he needed to have an eye surgery - he left there in the middle of the night - Mom and her neighbor, Judy, drove to go get him at 2AM. I had just returned to work after the aneurysm and could not leave my job II was partially blind and was taking the bus) so I was on the phone with Mom throughout the night. The hospital also attempted to convince him he'd had a brain aneurysm (he did not). He did have a small stroke one Thanksgiving Day and refused treatment at that time. But one day a week or two later he walked into a wall, fell, knocked himself out splitting his head open (and one eye went crooked) which concerned them, hence a visit to the hospital. We all do love the holidays, after all. Wills Eye Hospital removed one of my Mother's eyes - she was in her 70's also. They like to take eyes when they can - someone can always use them. He was a Democratic Committeeman in Lawrenceville, NJ, USA. He was also a boxer on his ship, a ship's cook, a roofing contractor, a great singer and comedian, and made friends wherever he went. He could be a very sharp dresser. He was also a die hard fisherman, a Charter Boat captain, and skilled builder, card player, gardener and carpenter. He was also an asshole, bigot and a stubborn fuck all his life. To the best of my knowledge, in spite of his earlier years as a boxer, he was never evaluated for TBI, trauma, hearing loss or any other neurological impairment or injury.
His favorite song was Frank Sinatra's "My Way". He loved to watch Dean Martin, All In The Family and Three's Company. He liked Chrissy. He never liked any of my friends and called all of my girlfriends (since elementary school) whores. He left instructions for Mom on how much to sell his boat, cars and trucks for and what to do with all his fishing stuff (an entire garage full) - that was very considerate, I thought. Once he & Mom were going to get a divorce - Dad said we had to choose who we wanted to live with. Ironically, I chose Dad. Brother Bob (the middle child) went hysterical and could not choose. So they reconciled after counseling with our Church pastor, we became The Brady Bunch and moved to the illustrious suburbs. Both he & Mom had themselves cremated and dumped in the Barnegat Inlet. We took Mom out on a neighbor's boat (Al Casamente, one of his fishing buddies who later was hitting on Mom, she said) - not sure who took Dad - perhaps it was one of his fishing buddies Jimmy McCarty. When their cat, Max died here in Kentucky his ashes were shipped to NJ and his neighbor Bobby again took care of it, so Max should be out there living with the fishes as well. I do not even remember which war Dad was in. - with everyone in our families on both sides generations back in wars, it became impossible to remember whose was whose, mostly because when I'd asked there were many different answers their paperwork disappeared. There was no obituary. No memorial service.
I was told two versions of how his Mom died. One was she was at the "beauty parlor" and died from what was called "beauty parlor stroke syndrome". The other story was she was getting her hair done and there was a mob bombing in which she was killed.
While Mom was sorting out his belongings after he allegedly committed suicide, she said she found a black bra in his closet. This would most likely account for why all of his belongings were disposed of.
RIP, Dad. Thank you for preparing me to deal with senior citizens. I hope I haven't created too much havoc as your Daughter (if I really was).
With Love,
Dysfunctional Veteran's Daughter
Moral of Story: Drinking, drugs, babysitters & kids don't mix. Think about it.
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Local call number: PC1338
Title: "Indian Boy Wrestling Alligators at Musa Isle Indian Village, Miami, Fla."
Date: ca. 1940
Physical descrip: 1 postcard - col. - 9 x 14 cm.
Series Title: Postcard Collection
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Local call number: C630346
Title: Sunken Gardens - Saint Petersburg
Date: 1964
Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 5 x 4 in.
Series Title: Department of Commerce Collection
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Local call number: MA0033
Title: Madison Elementary School portrait of Marjorie Woodard at age six - Madison
Date: 1927
Physical descrip: 1 photonegative - b&w - 35 mm.
Series Title: Madison Collection
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Title: F.S.C.W. Tarpon Club - Wakulla Springs
Date: ca. 1949
Physical descrip: 1 photonegative - b&w - 3 x 5 in.
Series Title: Print Collections
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Title: Visitors admiring Southern Belles at Cypress Garden - Winter Haven
Date: ca. 1940
Physical descrip: 1 postcard - col. - 9 x 14 cm.
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Córas Iompair Éireann Leyland Atlantean VZI 9 looking brand new in the middle of Dublin.
On one of my first visits to Dublin as a child, I was fascinated by this brand new Atlantean, as most of the buses at the time were standard open platform buses (of the type also seen in this picture).
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5h tò te qua nhà nắm Kira rồi 2 đứa make up làm điệu . Chờ 2 anh qua mà lâu quá 2 đứa tranh thủ đi bộ ra đầu đường ăn hủ tiếu gõ =)) phải nói là vui lắm . Lâu rồi mắm Kira của mình chưa dc ăn =)) nên ăn lại ngon dễ sợ , còn mình thì lâu rồi ko ăn hủ tiếu gõ vs best friend gặp đang đói bụng nữa 2 đứa quất láng 2 tô =)) còn kiu thêm 1 tô trứng cút ngồi ăn ko :d haha . Mà lúc đó ngta đi toàn cặp có 2 đứa tỏn tẻn đi bộ ra ngồi ăn =)) vui dễ sợ ai cũng nhìn tưởng 2 đứa bị les há há .
7h30 Chồng yêu vs anh Ben bạn của mắm Kira lại nhà đón 2 đứa mình . Mình tặng cho Chồng và Kira quà handmade chính tay mình làm , Kira thì là quà kỉ niệm best friend 2 năm của 2 đứa mình , còn Chồng thì là quà V.Day . Chồng cũng tặng lại mình nữa 1 tấm thiệp :"> Chồng tự tay làm hí hí thật sự rất đẹp và do chính tay Chồng làm nữa nên cực kì quý ( đó có lẽ là món quà quý nhất ko cần phải socola hay là gấu bông này nọ ) Chỉ cần là do chính tay Chồng làm là Vợ thích rồi ( mở quà ra mà mún khóc luôn đó :X ) .Rồi xong bắt đầu đi chơi =] trời oiiii phải nói cái đường đường nào cũng đông như đường nấy . Cháy vé xem flim nè + kẹt xe ( hít khói bụi mún chết luôn ~_~ ) cuối cùng cũng tìm được quán Hủ tiếu bò viên bên Q3 ăn ngon dễ sợ mà tính hơi mắc =] bị chém đẹp :)) mà kệ vui lắm 4 tô + 2 nước mía + 2 rau má hahah :D
9h 4 tụi mình đèo nhau qua Q7 má ơi tưởng người dân dồn về Sài gòn hết rồi chứ ai dè ở đây cũng đông như gì vậy đó U__U ( nỗi ám ảnh V.day là phải hít khói xe =]] ) Xong vòng đi qua Loteria mua nước uống rồi chạy thẳng lên cầu Phú Mỹ chơi . Vui lắm mình được cùng ngắm toàn thành phố về đêm vs Kira nè + rồi Chồng yêu + rồi anh Ben nữa . Cả 4 đứa hú hí chụp hình vui phải biết :)) đúng đỉnh luôn cầm kẹo xí muội vừa ăn vừa chụp =]] 4 mình quá trời quậy cười um sùm ai cũng phải dòm hahaha :D
11h20 huhu lúc này thì Mama gọi réo về rồi vì khuya quá . Trên đường về Chồng khùng đáng ghét chở Vợ mà làm Vợ bị u đầu huhu :(( giận dễ sợ nước mắt mình nó rưng rưng luôn ( nhõng nhẽo ghê sợ :P ) Về tới nhà 11h50 =]]] haha may mà ko bị la gì hết
Tụi mình đã hẹn là mai đi xem flim , tại mai chắc vắng mới xem được flim : Ngôi nhà trong hẽm ^^ . Rồi the end ngày V.Day rồi thật vui và hạnh phúc ~
{*} Mình đang có tất cả mọi thứ :x Tình cảm gia đình :"> Tình bạn thân :"> Tình yêu :">.Tự nhiên thấy mình là người hạnh phúc nhất trên đời hí hí ♡ ~
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- 23-6 tại Văn Thánh 19h tối có chương trình văn nghệ có p.Nhy đó nha ai đi thi 19h đi coi nha =]]z.. rồi con đk 2 Sinz make up cho nữa :X.. nhớ lên tặng bông cho tui nha, mà gấu bông là Nhy ôm zề nha Nhy ôm liền đó =]]]z
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Persistent URL: www.floridamemory.com/items/show/126480
Local call number: GOV0118
Title: 1968 Republican National Convention - Miami Beach
Date: August, 1968
Physical descrip: 1 slide - col.
Series Title: Reference Collection
Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida, 500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL 32399-0250 USA. Contact: 850.245.6700. Archives@dos.myflorida.com
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Bain News Service,, publisher.
Romaine
[between ca. 1915 and ca. 1920]
1 negative : glass ; 5 x 7 in. or smaller.
Notes:
Title from unverified data provided by the Bain News Service on the negatives or caption cards.
Forms part of: George Grantham Bain Collection (Library of Congress).
Format: Glass negatives.
Rights Info: No known restrictions on publication.
Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA, hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print
General information about the Bain Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.ggbain
Higher resolution image is available (Persistent URL): hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/ggbain.27897
Call Number: LC-B2- 4766-2
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Local call number: JJS0507
Title: Joe Steinmetz performing a magic trick aboard the shantyboat "Lazy Bones"
Date: Between December 28, 1947 and January 6, 1948
General note: Photographed during a shanty boat cruise from Fort Myers to Clewiston on the Caloosahatchee River. Joe was a member of the International Brotherhood of Magicians, specializing in sleight of hand.
Physical descrip: 1 transparency - col. - 4 x 5 in.
Series Title: Joseph Janney Steinmetz Collection
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Because I don't like the method of URL typing on PSP browser, I use Flash to develop a user interface for URL typing. Put the flile to memory stick duo, and go to file:/psp_url.swf to open the new interface.
PS: You could add this to your PSP favorites.
How to use:
Press O to start
Up and Down for choosing character
Right to enter
Left to delete
Press Go button to goto the URL you typed.
因為對PSP的瀏覽器輸入URL的方法不滿意，所以我自己利用Flash做了一個輸入網址的介面。下載後把psp_url.swf放到PSP內的記憶卡內，在網址列輸入file:/psp_url.swf，就可以開啟我做的這個URL介面。
PS:如果喜歡的話，可以把它加入書籤，方便後續使用。
操作說明：
先按O鍵開始
上下方向鍵選擇文字
右鍵輸入
左鍵刪除前一文字(串)
輸入完成後，移動游標到GO鈕上按O鍵
CAPTION: URL: ift.tt/1Wzr2cO SOURCE: ift.tt/1Q8fZqK FROM: HM Harris Auto-action created by ifttt.com
Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/46628
Local call number: RP05227
Title: Portrait of Barbara Larkin - Tallahassee
Date: October 17, 1973
Physical descrip: 1 photonegative - b&w - 5 x 4 in.
Series Title: Richard Parks Collection
Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida
500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com
Persistent URL: digital.lib.muohio.edu/u?/tradecards,614
Subject (TGM): Flowers; Gardening; Gardens; Agricultural industries; Agricultural productivity; Farm produce; Agriculture; Greenhouses; Seed trade; Seeds; Florist shops; Plants;