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To Change One’s Yahoo Password

by admin on July 20, 2012

At the bottom of any TamworthExchange or Sandwich Board message, click on “Visit My Group”
At the next page in the top left corner, click on “sign in”
At the next page enter your current user name and password
At the next page in the top left corner, click on the little arrow pointing down, and choose “Account Info”, you’ll be asked for your password again, enter it and proceed to the Account Information page.
Once there, click on “Change your password”
Enter your current password, then your new password twice in the boxes provided.

From Yahoo:

“Your password should be easy for you to remember but hard for others to guess.   Never share your password with anyone, and never reuse a password that you’ve used before.  Your password must be at least six characters long. Use a combination of capital and lowercase letters, numbers, and special characters (such as +, ?, and *) in your password. (Yahoo! passwords are case-sensitive.)”

When you’re satisfied, and you’ve written your new password down somewhere,

click “save”.

Then sign out,

and back in again

to make sure it works.

To be the most secure you should change your password often. How often? Well, the more often the more secure.No matter how secure your password is, if Yahoo, or Hotmail, or Google or your Bank’s security is breached, and it happens all the time, your account could be compromised. If you keep changing your password, it’ll minimize your exposure.


Inner Siri

by admin on January 7, 2012

The phone wakes me at 6:30.
My inner Siri says, “Good news sleeps ’til noon.”
She’s right,  I take my time.  I’ll make coffee and play the message.
Then a little yellow light tells me Great Hill needs juice.
I don’t have to hear the message,
  I’m in the Jeep and on my way.

Siri and I spent lots of quality time together when I was a kid.  We were up before the rest of the world,  pedaling my Schwinn Stingray to deliver a hundred Boston Globes,  every day.  Most mornings Siri ran things for the first half hour.

 “count the papers,  affix correspondence,  fill the baskets,  open the garage door,  and out into the dawn.”

My inner Siri knew the route well,  almost a hundred houses over two suburban developments.  She made it possible to operate at a functional,  pre-conscious level for a while.

 “Johnson,  rolled up,  mailbox,  owes for last week”

“Sullivan,  folded,  doorstep.”

“Chase,  flat,  table on the screen porch.”


“WARNING DuPont! inside screen porch, on the doorstep.”

“WARNING DuPont! minature-poodle-ankle-biter is present!.”

Siri and I settled on a squirt bottle on my bike frame as the solution to this one.  I can hold Fifi off for long enough to drop the paper inside,  if I aim just above her cute little fangs.

I’m finding that keeping track of the Tamworth Wireless network and our members is much like the paper route.  I know all the names, where they live, and their individual preferences.  It’s also afforded me the opportunity lately for quality time with Siri and the rising sun.  The trip to the fire tower on foot has become my regular exercise, and I am frankly surprised at how much I enjoy it.

“The doctor said a walk a day,  it may as well be to the fire tower”.

So,  whether it needs it or not,  I try and walk up the tower once a day.  I’ve reached the point where I’m in shape enough to enjoy it,  so now I am spending quality time with my inner Siri again after a very long time.  Just the two of us before the world is awake.