When I left college I soon had a job in the corporate world, and got married, pretty much simultaneously. Around a year later, I decided “King and County” were calling and I enlisted to learn to fly for my Uncle Sam. I had passed all the written and physical tests to make that happen, except one.
The doctor said something along the lines of, “Son, as soon as you get this little problem repaired, come back, and we will be able to ship your ass off to flight school.” That weekend of horseback riding a few months ago was paying completely unexpected dividends. I interpreted this as the voice of God telling me I really was meant for other things than getting shot at in Viet Nam, so I returned to work.
Thirty-six years later we sold the company I had worked for thirty-one years, and I needed something to do. Through a number of improbable but happy circumstances, I wound up starting gHIS to design, build, and host websites, mostly for startup companies. As the cliché goes, “I haven’t worked a day since” for the last nineteen years.
I have been blessed being able to do something I absolutely love, for people who I generally haven’t necessarily loved, but liked a whole lot.
Now the time has come to move on. My wife wants to be close to the grandchildren in Dallas, and I can’t think of a good reason not to, other than loving Tennessee, so by the first of April, I will have written my last line of commercial code.
With four hundred and sixty three websites over those years, I have learned a lot, and met some truly beautifully driven and wonderful people. I want to thank all of them for the journey.