I will say one thing before calling it a night. My dad worked his last day at IIBM today, putting the cap on a 37-year career. IBM put food on our table. It allowed us to take nice vacations. Gave us great health care. It took us to many new and exciting homes around the southeast. My dad even finagled one of those new IBM PCs for us not long after they rolled off the assembly lines for the very first time. The blogging greatness you see here is owed to my dad’s career.
He’s hanging up his wingtips for golf shoes now. I’m happy for him, and very proud of him.
Bravo Zulu, Pop! Well done!