I called this Redux because I wrote this one, Social Security less than a year ago. Government programs that you thought you could rely upon are really at the whim of whoever is in office at the time. The other … Continue reading
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My father was a Mechanical Engineer. That was how he defined himself. Sure, he retired as the Executive Vice-President of the company where he worked for 42 years, but he was always an engineer first. The precision necessary for the … Continue reading
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The remaining 25 of us on the program at GTE were notified on May 1st that we would be going to Northern Virginia on temporary assignment (TDY) on June 1, 1991. The TDY would last for 6 months and then … Continue reading
During this time I had continued to work for GTE Government Systems. I was working on a very important DoD software development program that would eventually be used in the 1991 Persian Gulf War and I was having a great … Continue reading
One of the first things Karen wanted to do when we got back from our honeymoon was find a good job. The job market wasn’t that bad in 1985 and so she had a lot of choices. One ad that … Continue reading
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Well, my children this is the one. This is the story that you have heard at the dinner table countless times, debated by your mother and I as to how this or that happened, and always ending the same way … Continue reading
The strangest thing happened. The one person that had been tearing me down for years, the person that had confederated with Barbara to find fault in everything I did, called me on the telephone. Elinor told me that I had … Continue reading
My decision to return home and marry Paula was not well received by my family. Generally they were pleased that I was doing well in San Francisco and pleased that they didn’t have to deal with ‘that’ girl. Elinor and … Continue reading
I had a nice career in the computer science field. In almost every respect my daily life was highly technical and high pressure, but I loved every minute of every day. But it was all very accidental. I had worked … Continue reading
“The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco” – probably Mark Twain. I arrived in San Francisco on a sunny Friday afternoon in August 1975. What a beautiful city! I was having dinner at a small … Continue reading
There is no doubt that my Dad had an unusual way of teaching. He taught almost by parable, but not quite. He would tell a story, sometimes funny, and leave the rest for you to figure out on your own. … Continue reading
I am often entertained by the widespread complaints throughout the social networking spaces about the rich in our country. So I thought I would take a look at some of the factors consistent with the very rich. This will be … Continue reading
J T Weaver 