A Change of Life
It is almost here. Four more days and I will be turning in my laptop, my Boeing IDs, and my security clearance will be terminated for the first time in 40 years. It is a huge step I am about to take. It is scary, but exciting. I am just not one to take chances. I have lived in Colorado since 2005 (this time) simply because I feared moving, changing jobs, and a complete change of lifestyle. When I was 18, all I wanted to be was a policeman. I had since I could remember. Oh sure, when I was like 6 my mom asked my brother Ronnie what he wanted to be when he grew up, and he replied "A garbage man!", to which I jumped in and declared "I want to be a garbage can!". But shortly after that I rethought those plans, and made the decision that I wanted to be a cop. There was a time in high school when I considered rock star. I had the voice, no problem. But I learned rather quickly with the garage band I was working with that even if I knew every note and word