Still reading? I suppose some evidence of validity, in terms of credentials should be offered, perhaps as incentive for correspondence. The limited income of "retirement" and planning peronal indulgences keeps correspondence as the method of being socially "in touch." Writers are a lonely lot, mostly. What I need is a nubile beauty to inspire me, a rich adventuress seeking an experienced world traveling companion and mentor to take her flying in a one-up creation of magic carpeting. Probably not.

Soldier-of-Fortune training in the Air Force at a number of vocational schools included how to build and deliver thermonuclear weapons, throw an empty pistol, and tolerate ignorant Commanders. Then there was civil vocational training at "spook school" in Northern Virgina, learning interrogation techniques from a Captain of the Maryland State Police. Other on-the-job civilian training included dealing with unions, strikers and non-union complainants, golfers, miners, Governors, Sheriffs (and Deputies), greedy corporate managers, bankers, and just plain airheads who had no clue about anything. With a few exceptions, 16 years of dealing with Mensa types was generally (with specific exceptions) disappointing. "Smart" is, as smart does, and there isn't a lot of doing by that bunch--it's still captive of its Old Person hierarchy, a dismaying anomaly. (You can write that in stone!) A few fresh minds are in order. Other "high IQ" societies in which I have been an official did not prove better.

Hours do not a pilot make, nor high IQ a competent human. "High IQ," in my opinion, is only the genetic result of rapid reasoning. And the testing thereof, provides results of familiarity with tests. As an Air Force officer evaluated at the (then) School of Aviation Medicine in San Antonio (1964), I was advised my intelligence testing score was beyond the scale (the highest ever achieved at that location, compared against the original seven astronauts), and would not be integrated in the data base because it would skew the norm. That was not an acceptable evaluation for the Commander who sent me there, and the files were "lost."

This "Home Page" site has turned into a biograph. Hey, maybe an astute employer will read it. Certainly this effort is an example of ability as a writer. One of the truisms I learned as a student journalist is that "what is written is available forever," and "if you don't can't face the challenge, don't write it."

"Pride goeth before a fall," so the Christians have instructed. And probably something similar by Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, whomever. A Wiccan, however, might acknowledge that pride in achievement is the evidence for shaping change, and that certifications are the social acknowledgment.

Like James Bond, I have held a "license to kill." Like Martin Luther, I have challenged the religious establishment. Like all the shades of my instructors in life, I have attempted to "pass it on." So, there it is. Say, "Kiss me, Kate."