Mary and me in Maui
Born in 1954, that makes me old. I joined the Navy in 1972 (for a six year enlistment) in spite of a college scholarship because of the Vietnam war. It seemed like a good idea at the time. By the time I completed my two years of electronics schooling, the war was over and I got my first assignment aboard CVA-43, the attack aircraft carrier Coral Sea. My job was "Data Transmission". I made sure the ship-to-ship and ship-to-air computer links stayed up. There were only a few dozen people in the world who did what we did. We had nowhere else to go but the carrier, so when a problem came up, we worked on it until it was fixed. All day,all night, all shifts. We slept together, ate together, and held each other up when we were drunk. It was an ethic that stayed with me. Work hard. Play hard. Never quit. Well, actually, I did quit (drinking) about halfway through my enlistment when I realized I really didn't like being drunk. I'd just been surrendering to peer pressure. I discovered (to my surprise) that even in an environment like the Navy, "social drinking", carousing, and peer acceptance didn't require alcohol. Who knew? Eventually the Navy offered me a shore assignment and I traded it to a married guy so he could stay with his wife. I got the CV-61, the aircraft carrier Ranger. I loved being at sea, and when we pulled in, I loved being ashore. Although I worked with some of the greatest guys and served under good officers, I came to realize the Navy wasn't for me. They offered me a position as an electronics instructor. I turned them down.

I spent a few months working in Las Vegas repairing pagers, then bummed around California for a while checking out the colleges and universities. Eventually I settled on Sacramento. One day while shopping at the mall, I decided I needed a job. My substantial savings were running low. I stopped at a pay phone and three phone calls later had an interview and a job. Virtually nobody teaches electronic communications. I knew jobs would be easy to come by. Frontier Radio was just what I was looking for. A small, aggressive, privately-held communications company. We grew fast.

Dusk at the Nextel Kettleman Hills site.
Eventually Frontier Radio got big enough to be bought out by Nextel Communications. I changed from component-level troubleshooting to system-level. It wasn't enough of a challenge, so I branched out into web site maintenance and workgroup automation programming. Doing all three jobs at Nextel was a stretch, but I loved it. I loved it even though I was working nights and days and pulling multiple 24-hour shifts every week.

Now I'm working at All Weather and am doing the challenging component-level troubleshooting I love. All Weather is small enough that decisions are made close to the point of action. I have no commute traffic jams and no night work.

I spread my time between my wife Mary, my work, and this computer. Life is good.

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