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THE NIGHT MY WEB PAGE DISAPPEARED Fourteen months of work, one click, and what I'd tell you to do tonight |
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My name is Kristie Mathis. I'm 20, I take classes at a community college in north Texas, and I work at a feed store, which means I know more about mineral blocks than anybody you've ever met. For fourteen months I had a web page about my Quarter Horse mare, Dixie. It was thirty-one pages long. It had her story, a training diary I'd kept every single month since March 1998, our barrel race times, her feed and her farrier schedule, and a guestbook with people in it from eleven states and Australia. On Tuesday, May 18, 1999, at about 11:40 at night, I deleted all of it. WHAT HAPPENED I had all my pages in a folder called dixie in the GeoCities.us File Manager. I also had a folder called dixieold where I kept drafts and pages I'd replaced, and it was getting messy, so that night I decided to clean house. I checked the box next to the folder I wanted gone. I clicked Delete. It asked me if I was sure. I was sure. I had checked the wrong box. I went to look at my page to admire how tidy everything was, and got a page saying the file wasn't found. I sat there looking at it for a long time. Then I checked my computer for my copies, and that's when it really hit me, because there weren't any. I had built every one of those thirty-one pages in the Basic HTML Editor, typing right into my browser. It's a great little editor and it's not its fault. But when you build that way, the only copy of your page is the one on the server. When that copy's gone, it's gone. There's no Recycle Bin in the File Manager. I cried. I'm not going to pretend I didn't. Then I went out to the barn at midnight and told Dixie, who was not very interested, and then I came back in and started making a list of everything I could remember. WHAT I GOT BACK Almost nothing, at first. My friend's little brother, who is fourteen and knows everything, showed me that Netscape keeps copies of pages you've looked at lately in a Cache folder on your computer, with scrambled names. We went through it file by file and found my front page and two months of the training diary. Everything else I'd looked at too long ago. The only other thing that survived was my guestbook, because it lived on somebody else's computer through a free guestbook service. That was dumb luck, not planning. The rest I'm typing back in from memory, from my paper training log, and from the race results in the back of my vet binder. Here's where I am:
DO THESE THINGS TONIGHT I'm not writing this so you'll feel sorry for me. I'm writing it so it doesn't happen to you. Every one of these is something I didn't do.
That's it. It takes one evening to do all five, and about ten minutes a month to keep them up. I'd give a lot to have that evening back. AND IF IT ALREADY HAPPENED Don't do anything else on your computer until you've looked in your browser's cache folder. In Netscape, the folder's name is Cache, and it's in with your Netscape user files. The newest files are your best bet. Open them in Notepad and look for your own words. Then get out every scrap of paper you have and start typing. You'll be surprised what you remember. And it will be better the second time. Mine is. This one started over at zero on June 1: Write me, especially if this happened to you too: [email protected] Last updated Wednesday, September 22, 1999 (and backed up the same night, on two floppies) | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||