Hope some of you, a few, one or two will comment on when your first scanner went. Right in the middle of local girls as it whirs and whirs, it went blind or lost its mind. It was a Scuzi, a pretty useful hussy. I am not inviting getting into technical crapola about scanners or mechanical manners. It's just heart breakin and one feels forsaken when he is scanning away and all pages are blank. I'll spend my last frank to replace it and not about face it. Did anybody else sit and cry when your scanner had to die or did you see it as just a tool? You're probably not a scanning fool like me. Dinky