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My Mid-Life Crisis

My Mid-Life Crisis A year or so after I reached the “ripe old” age of 40 I began to freak-out a little. I still didn't know what I wanted to do for career. I had been putting off that decision since high school and that was over 20 years ago. For the life of me I just never had been able to figure it out and hence, I kept putting it off. A s a male growing up in the 50's and 60's there was always an expectation that I needed to decide what I wanted to be when I grew up. I only wanted to be a grown-up me. I have never been much of a planner and frankly, having to make a decision about something that would define the rest of my life was intimidating and a bit overwhelming. The message I was getting was I had to learn how to do something that would result in me getting a job where I could earn enough money to not only support myself but also take care of a wife and a family. My view of the working world was pretty limited and I failed to see anything that fit me, c
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El Dorado County Part 4 – I Become a Manager and County Politics

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El Dorado County Part 2

El Dorado County Part 2 Me and Kris at the Eldorado County IT Holiday Party I was working at El Dorado County converting their Social Services systems from an old Sperry UNIVAC mainframe computer to a new IBM one. The task had a completely unrealistic deadline and although I was seriously engaged in doing it, I was not feeling a sense of urgency since failure was a sure thing. The two main systems were the Child Services System and the larger Welfare System, that included Food Stamps and AFDC. There was no way any one person could convert those two systems within that deadline. Heck, one person wouldn't even of had a chance of converting one of them. It wasn't a normal conversion. It was essentially creating a whole new Welfare System. Did I mention that I had not previously worked on a Sperry computer before so I was going through a learning curve to boot. Regardless the conversion project was something that was beyond my control. There was no way it was going to

El Dorado County

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Beanies and Bright Ideas

Beanies and Bright Ideas I graduated from high school in June of 1967. Having never cared for school, the thought of doing four more years of schooling after high school was not an appealing one. It had been a long haul just getting through 12 years of public school. Higher education to me was just a fancy name for even more wasted time sitting in a classroom. However, my parents always considered college for me as a given. Coming from them it seemed to be a requirement if one was going to be a success in life, so the master plan was for me to go to college. The only question was where? W here ended up being Valparaiso University in Indiana. That fall my parents drove me out to Indiana and delivered me to Valparaiso University. Valparaiso was and still is a Lutheran affiliated school. Among other things it had a good engineering program but it's most notable claim to fame at that time was a large beautiful campus chapel. We arrived at the dorm I was assigned to,

Happy Birthday Fudge

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The "Boob Tube" & Me

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