33 years

It was 33 years ago today that I started work at my first job.

The computers have gotten bigger in some measures, smaller in others. The systems are better in some ways, and far worse in others. For the most part they are a good deal less expensive. Strange to report, the customers have stayed the same, and so have the challenges they propose. So have co-workers - who seem to remain friendly no matter what those challenges are. Management? Ah let us not speak of that - not today. For there really has never been a manager like the man I had at that first job - a man who wrote poems for each employee's birthday, who was Jewish and gave Christmas parties, who told jokes, even technical ones; an engineer, a businesman, a husband, a father, a friend...

Thanks, Sam.