I've done a bunch of things in my life. Was one of those smart kids in school. A hard-core bookworm with emphasis on the sciences. Got a Bachelor of Science degree. Worked as a chef. Wore a few stripes working for Uncle Sam. Then spent close to 25 years in California working at a nuclear weapons research facility. Retired. Now a tutor, a mentor, and writing software when I have time. I'll always be a kid from the country. My parent's home is on a large hill. There were farms all around us, alfalfa fields bordering us to the south, west and east. Every season was special, but summer had one activity that was so routine back then and now you rarely encounter. In the shade of a covered porch, my dad and I would sit in our favorite chairs. Some iced tea, lemonade, beer, or a soda along with a cooling breeze made even the muggy days feel nice. We even enjoyed watching the occasional T-storm from that porch - the lightning bolts making quite a show from our dry and safe locat...
When I first joined the Lab, the rules for holding a Q clearance included searching your background for anything that might leave you vulnerable to blackmail. Understandable, since a person might be forced into revealing classified information. Character flaws included illegal drug use, various crimes, and being a homosexual. That last rule had a lot of history to it, notably the story of Alan Turing. A few years later came the phenomena of political correctness sweeping the Lab. Suddenly I had a number of coworkers that were gay and lesbian. The notion that I had to think a certain way was disturbing. Personally, I accepted gay and lesbian lifestyles as long as no one tried to hit on me and I didn't have promote sexual activity. Which is the same standard I held heterosexual individuals to - keep your preferences in the bedroom, not at work. Toward the end of my career that political correct mentality morphed into a more dark mindset. The Lab, with support from the Dept of ...