Sunday, August 2, 2020

My father was an electrician and trained me to be one summers in his business from 1960 to 1965

My father was worried because I had had blunt Trauma childhood epilepsy (he didn't know then that it was blunt instrument (rock caused) and not hereditary at the time. So, trained me to be an electrician in case I wouldn't be able to go to college. So, I learned the electrical trade from my Dad summers and weekends. Besides it allowed me to buy motorized mini-bikes, get my Scuba license along with my Dad who I paid for too and eventually buy my own car and motorcycle eventually too.  Because he paid me 3 times the minimum wage to learn to be an electrician and I saved him a lot of money because I went from being 5 foot 2 at 12 to 5 foot 10 at 13 so I could pass for an adult in size at least by age 13 years of age.

So, it was mutually helpful for me to learn the electrical trade. I also learned I preferred the tradesmen's ethic to an office. I hated working in offices with all the back biting and lying. But, if you didn't do what you said you were going to do in the trades you likely would be in the hospital because people would hit you and beat you up then. So, your word was your bond if you wanted to survive in the trades in the 1950s and 1960s then. So, it was closer to the soldiers ethic on a battlefield in the trades then. And there was a lot of camaraderie then too among tradesmen.

When my night time seizures stopped because my cranium had grown enough at age 15 to reduce the pressure from my childhood concussion (that I was never treated for either) I was able to go to college and become first a computer programmer. But, because there wasn't RAM available outside of NASA then I gave that up because it was just too tedious and I couldn't do what I actually wanted to because microchips weren't available yet either. Batch programming was really tedious then.

Only with RAM and chips did the whole thing begin to make more sense to me. By then it was my hobby starting in 1978 when I bought my first computer a 4K TRS-80 from Radio Shack for 800 dollars. I taught my children to program in Basic on it games that I helped them design. You had to store your programs on a Cassette tape because when you turned it off everything was lost in memory from the computer except the operating system which likely was hard wired then.

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