What do you want to do when you grow up?

The question in the title of this post is probably asked millions of times a day by various people to someone who is usually just starting out in life. I remember the first time it was asked of me. At about the age of twelve or so when my father first addressed the issue. Like most twelve year olds I couldn’t understand why I needed to figure that out already. After all I was just a kid in the sixth grade! How was I supposed to know what I wanted to spend the next umpteen years doing.

Well that wasn’t the last time this question came up and I have never seemed to have an answer.  “What do I want to do?” seemed just too final for me as if once I answered it I would be locked into that decision forever! I went to college at Purdue in Electrical Engineering mainly because that is what dad was interested in but didn’t have the confidence, or the money to pursue. After college I joined a large, and I mean large, telecommunications company mainly because the job was in the area where I grew up. My other job offers were way out in California or on the East coast. To this day I still don’t really know what I want to do when I grow up (ha).

So, the above is why the subtitle of this blog is what it is. I am still trying to answer the question. Someday, maybe soon, I just might figure it out. Until then I will just keep going down my old familiar paths seeking the answer.

On a side note, I have found that most people like to see pictures or clipart on all the posts. So, I will start doing that. The pictures will mainly be from my life but maybe not related to the topic at hand 🙂 If it isn’t then I will explain it upon closing the post.

The picture above is my father’s high school graduation picture. It was taken in 1941. Unfortunately I did not inherit his good looks. Again, unfortunately given that he graduated in 1941 he immediately drafted into the army and was sent to Europe to fight Hitler’s gang. I will tell you some of his tragic stories about that in a future post. I don’t think he had figured out what he wanted to do either but Uncle Sam figured out what he would be doing the next four years!

And the journey goes on….