My dad and I would journey 'over the hill' from Santa Cruz just to go to Frys in the early 90s. Computer hardware, chips to program AND chips to eat. It felt li

My dad and I would journey 'over the hill' from Santa Cruz just to go to Frys in the early 90s. Computer hardware, chips to program AND chips to eat. It felt like the future. Of course you had to always make sure they didn't pawn off a refurb on your for a new price, or worse a couple times bulk memory for retail memory price, but that made it all the more of a cyberpunk bazaar. I can still see those wooden display boxes with ram stick, CPUs, etc and just a chaos mess of people trying to get parts.