Looking back: A quick rundown of how I got here
This is a very short and quick biographical sketch of who I am, and how I got to where I am now.
For many years, I have known I am not like most other people. Part of
it I attributed to my being extremely bright, with a love of physical
sciences like astronomy, geology, chemistry, physics, meterology and
many others, as well as math. For as long as I can remember, I have
loved things to do with astronomy and space, as well as those other
subjects. While working on a speech impediment which was possibly the
result of all the ear infections I had when I was very young, they had
us bring in and read articles we found which we liked.... For me, it
was articles about the space program (Apollo, Skylab, Pioneer, etc.),
and I had a huge collection. You could ask me for details about them,
and I could go on for hours.
Later, while struggling to make passing grades in math, I was
identified as being gifted... I could not complete a simple one page
test of addition, subtraction, multiplication or division problems in
the time given... you know...the one where they give you something
like 100 problems and 5 minutes to do them in. But my math teacher,
Miss Shell, thankfully noticed what I was reading during recess... a
book on calculus. After talking to me and reviewing all the tests I
had taken, she found I was getting very high scores when you just
considered what problems I had answered. The difference was like a A
vs. a D. And so, after some discussion with the 7th/8th grade math
teacher, my mother, and myself, along with my taking a bunch of these
same tests with no time limit, a challenge was set forth... I would
practice to get my speed up to where I could complete them as
expected, and I would be able to go at my own pace. This had me
completeing the entire curriculum through 8th grade early, and 8th
grade had myself and my friends Paul, Edmund, and Caroline doing
Algebra off on one side of the classroom while Miss Paulus taught the
other 7th and 8th graders.
At this same time, when most boys my age were obsessed with thoughts
of cars and girls, I was more obsessed with things those same scientific
subjects. I was a lab assistant, I had a nice 10" telescope I got for
one birthday, I had a weather station of sorts and could attempt to
make rough forcasts, etc. But don't get me wrong... I liked girls
probably as much as any other guy in my class... it was just that
where they were concerned, I never had much luck. I only had one gal
agree to spend a significant amount of time at a school dance with
me. That was Caroline. But when I would go to ask another gal, I
would end up screwing it up somehow, either before the dance, or
during it. And so, I ended up not going to many of the dances,
because I knew I would just end up sitting off to the side. Indeed,
my first true date was my Senior Prom, with a freshman gal I had come
to know that year. Instead, I focused on things like scouting, where
I got merit badges in things like atomic energy, chemistry, and such
early on. Or, I spent time making serious observations with my
telescope, including being involved in a program which involved
amateur astronomers such as myself in studying Halley's Comet. Then,
there were my science fair projects, which had me going to the
district level once and the state level twice in four years (I found
out about the science fair my freshman year about 3 days before it
happened, so my project was pretty poor in retrospect).
And I never was much into team sports... I preferred to cycle,
sometimes riding 100miles a day every few days. And, when it came to
friends, I had very few. Indeed, in high school, I was a part of that
same group of four, and around us, there were perhaps a half-a-dozen
more who could generally be found around one of us. Add in maybe
another 8-10 for a second circle, and that was my social group.
This pattern continued through my years at Ohio State, and through the
rest of my time in college, with one exception. For some reason
unknown to me, I broke my pattern of avoiding girls outside of a
classroom setting, and I walked over to the table to talk to the woman
who would later become my wife. Early on, she made comments about me
not showing emotions and being a cyborg. Had I known then what I know
now, I would know why. Had she known then what she knows now, she
probably would have avoided this guy who wore a pocket protector, and
could talk for hours about things like astronomy, electronics,
computers and D&D, but who had horrible social skills.
To make a long story short (for now)... I got my degree, in Computer
Engineering (a BSEE with a strong programming background). I got
married. I have worked for companies as a programer, primarily
working with UN*X, including being the UN*X expert at places like
CompuServe and Lucent/Bell Labs. And I have a wonderful daughter.
But, along with this, I have had my problems. Some, like having to
work long hours to keep my bosses happy and keep my job, I had very
little control over, regardless of what my wife may think. When
people are getting laid off, your wife does not work, and you have the
pressures of having to work to pay a mortgage, car loan, put food on
the table, making sure we had health insurance and such... you end up
putting in those 70-80 hour weeks as I did at CSI, or the 50-60 hour
weeks at Lucent. I pretty much feel that I missed the first 2-1/2
years of my daughter's life... I did not get to see my family anywhere
nearly as much as I wanted. And unfortunately, thanks to this and
some other factors, some emotional distance opened up between my wife
and I. And some of those other factors, such as my wife being
diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and
Lupus, and the resulting pain and depression,
and you get a mix which when combined with AS, appears to be quite
toxic to marriages.