Wow, thinking about all of the highs from my programming adventures during the seventies and eighties. When I landed in Kent Washington in the early nineties, I continued on for a while, writing assembly code for the Black Box with Sundstrand, scanner drivers for ZSoft's PC Paintbrush, and then I crashed.
It all just came crumbling down, lost my apartment because I couldn't pay the rent. I ended up living in a tent that Dave loaned me, in the middle of a field. Flat broke, homeless.
People helped me out and it took me years to crawl back up, fueled by the love for my boy Riley, I needed to be there for him. I got a job as a dishwasher at a local hotel. Then I got a small apartment that was near Riley's Elementary, Junior and High schools. I was there for everything.
I eventually landed a job as a paratransit driver, became a supervisor for two companies, and left Washington State with Steph, holding my head high.
I know this fuels my obsession to help others who are down and out. Sometimes it only takes a little boost, a shower, a meal, a few bucks in your pocket. I will continue to do this, until I can't.