i’m a product (more like addict) of these tools and i’m reminded of that when I see my parents, my father can still calculate faster than me (in their time even a calculator was a luxury) my mother’s penmanship is beautiful, to this day she writes to me and all her grandkids (yes using good old snail mail not email!) sending birthday cards, right on time, little ‘miss you’ notes, although it takes ages for them to get here from Pakistan but the wait heightens the pleasure and anticiaption! my kids put them up and show them around like they would their fav toy!
when last yr they were visiting me, my father was amazed that we did not have a newspaper subscription, to him that was so uncivilized 
he hated surfing the web for news, for him it killed the whole experience of getting the news, a time old ritual which starts the day right (we got a subscription right away for him!) my mother to this day hates cell phones, refuses to get one or use one, thinks of it more of a nuisance than a convenience, since my father keeps losing his! lol she has her good old dependable diary, which is probably as old as me!