The Road to Ben

To Ben, Some of my earliest childhood pleasures were listening to my parents and grand parents' wonderful stories in response to my plea to "tell me about when you were a little boy" or "tell me about when you were a little girl." This was about 1939 when I was six years old. My parents were born in 1904 and 1905 and my grandmothers were born in 1863 and 1877 during the American Civil War, so their stories of living in those times were fascinating to me. I want to pass some of these stories on to you, as well as stories about my boyhood, schooling, and career in aerospace and academia, and your family history. You have many colorful and distinguished ancestors, and you will want to know about them, because they all contribute to who you are. My youth is now history, your history. It includes life before television, jet airliners, space ships, personal computers, and cell phones. It includes the terrible World War II years, and Cold War bomb shelters that, thankfully, were not needed. I'm history. Someday, your "today" will also be history. Love; Granddaddy January 2016