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brewguru

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82, Male - Eons member since Aug 04, 2007

Located in Oklahoma City, OK

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Relationship

Single. Interested in meeting people for friendship and meeting people for networking

Hometown

Jersey City N.J.

Places I've been

Lived in NewJersey,Michigan Virginia,Tennessee,Florida,California, Nevada,Saudi Arabia,and Oklahoma Worked in Greenland Iceland Canada Europe and Asia Traveled to most of the USA, some Canada, Mexico, Caribbean South and Central America, Central Europe and Eurasia

Work

US Navy, Radioman, Twidget, Missile Technician - 1948 to 1958
CAA, FAA, Action Mining, Communication Specialist, Navigation Specialist, - 1958 to 1997

Military

Navy - 1948 to 1958
Rank: GF1

More about me

Getting Here..........
Some say I'm a wiseass, some say I'm Mr. Mellow, and they are all right. It took a lot of doing to live 80 years and still think the world is an OK place.

Grew up in the depression years, we were poor, but not poverty stricken. Lived in cold water flats in Jersey City Relatives and neighbors all looked out for one another and shared what we could. Ethnic rreferences were common Wop, Kike, Coon, Mick, Hunky and such but they were just references not slurs. The Jew store had fresh Ginny bread and put a buck on these numbers with the Mick at the candy store.

Being a stupid kid I spent about 3 years in High school without ever getting past 10A so I joined the Naval Reserve. After a cruise on a minesweeper around Long Island Sound and another to Puerto Rico on a Battleship I transferred into the regular Navy and was introduced to the world away from Jersey............

In the Navy I learned immediately that everyone else in the Navy was my boss. I was Ok with that because I had a clean bunk, good meals and enough pay for a bar of soap and a carton of cigarettes and a few beers when on liberty. Life was good.. I did mess cooking, compartment cleaning. plane pushing. Apprenticed as electrician, aircraft mechanic, and ordinanceman while cruising the Mediterranean. It was interesting but I wasn't too motivated and viewed it all as fun and games....

Some openings occurred for Training in Memphis so I went and was trained to be an Aviation Radioman/Technician an earned my first stripe.

Got motivated, got Married, had a son earned a few more promotions as a Missile Technician, left the Navy during the depression of 1957

On unemployment in Detroit then was $52 a week for 20 weeks then you are on your own. Got a job with the CAA as a technician for $4525 per annum. Had a daughter. CAA changed to FAA and I got reorganized out of Detroit in 1963 so I found a job in OKC as a Flight Inspector and Navigational Specialist. That had me working all over the world and the USA. In 1979 I was injured, failed the flight physical and got retired on disability....

Spent a few years with the wife helping to support us, then got offered a job in Saudi Arabia as Navigation Aids consultant. Went there for a few years, wife worked training Pakistanis in computer accounting. Then King Khalid died and his brother Fahd decided to de-westernize the Kingdom by sending ex-pats wives home so we came back to OKC

Kids were college grads adults and out on their own so we moved to Las Vegas for the hell of it. I took job as a consultant and equipment assembler at a Mining Company, wife worked casino cages and money rooms. She played poker, I played darts, cooked chili and sold Homebrew supplies...

Time goes on, kids and grandkids are all in OKC so we decide to move back in 1999. Within 6 months my wife dies, my son relocates to California and my daughter is in a different city but we get together at least once a month.

House and car are paid for, I have no big debts but the neighborhood is an eclectic mix of senior homeowners and Section 8 rentals, grafitti and junk cars. Strangely enough, I enjoy it here, it is alive. There are always kids on skateboards, or sinking baskets, or flying kites. With them Junk cars people around here walk alot and wave their Howdedos and Como Estas...

I can walk to the Grocery store, Hospital, or Hearing Aid Lab. Bird species change with the seasons as regularly as the rental tenants.

My life so far has been an unpredictable cowpath, and now I'm primarily thought of as the geezer who sits on his porch drinking beer watching the kids grow and the seasons change

So I wonder now what???

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