Debra started her working life at Carroll's burgers in nineteen never mind. Personally I only stopped at a Carrolls once in my life. I was a Henry's Hamburger kind of guy. Who remembers ten cent burgers? I just wish I had seen her in a cute little Carrols hat. Bet that was funny. I'm sure Deb excelled at burger assembly, or whatever she did there.
|Debra's first employer. Is that my Pinto parked in front?|
After finally succumbing to the charms of the stache, Debra got busy with kids, studies and finally steady employment in the engineering consulting field. This wasn't enough for Deb, who went on to get her Professional Engineering license. We are talking big time now. She gets to have letters after her name. I can not explain to you how impressive that is. Getting your PE is the high point in engineering achievement. OK, landing something on another planet might top that but still it's pretty cool.
Debra was also known as a workaholic to us in the family. This really isn't fair, but I find it hard to believe that she was ever late on a project, or that one was submitted incomplete. She spent many nights with a red flair in her hand and drawings spread across the kitchen table. Most of the time the work was being done after the kids went to bed. Our daughters mean everything to us, and we tried to not let work get in the way. I look back now and wonder where all the energy came from. How Deb managed to be a great Mom, get her engineering degree, put up with my bullshit and accomplish all she did is amazing.
Debra's years at Bergmann, though stressful at times were good years. I never heard her complain like I did. I never saw her so stressed she had to pace the floor and let it all out so she could function after she got home. I know she liked the people she worked with and that makes all the difference in the world. Engineering can be stressful. Debra's reputation was on the line every time she stamped a drawing. I respect her for all the years of hard work and dedication, and professionalism. She's a damn good engineer. Now that all of that nonsense is behind her, she can just concentrate on being a damn good sailor.
|No more red flair for Deb|
Time for Deb to have some fun in the Sun and a little adventure. We have new places to explore and some sunny days sailing on an ocean breeze. It feels good to have her around. Maybe I'll stop talking to myself.
Blogging. It comes and goes. I'll have more to write about after we get the hell out of here.