Some fairly serious shit has happened in the last sixty years. As fate would have it, I was fairly close to the central point of a lot of that shit - albeit in some cases only briefly; qshitq it seems, has a fairly long half life. As time has passed I have found it increasingly difficult -impossible really - to turn off a continued remembrance of the events and places and people that inhabited the story boards of all of that shit. They just won't leave me alone. So I have written it, and them, all down.One bookend of the story was my involvement in the qwar effortq, as we called the Vietnam debacle. The other was the near demise of IBM. Between those bookends there lurk a wide variety of people, experiences and events that always seemed, as they occurred, to be coherently additive to the total story.a state school in Portland. The state ... Half the population of the state lived in Portland and most of the real jobs were there. ... They were renting apartments from real property management firms, not somewhat pliant college administrators .
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