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I have a friend, Vern, that is in his late-fiftie's. He's usually dressed in 
faded blue Dickies, a buttondown shirt that, more often than not, is 
threadbare in the collar and cuffs, and nylon running shoes from K-Mart. He drives a 
battered Lincoln of early 80's vintage. He does most of his own repairs on his 
car. He's got opinions on most aspects of life and he isn't afraid to voice 
them. Most people, who don't know him, are intimidated by this and think he's a 
little odd when they first meet him. I know that he's very intelligent and 
financially astute. He loves to debate almost anything but, is always willing to 
listen to another point of view.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Vern is a corporate jet pilot and flies a 
Rockwell Sabreliner for a man that owns a number of shopping malls all over the 
US. Vern is a very talented pilot with thousands of flying hours in his log 
books and he's paid accordingly. I love to see the look on people's faces when 
they find out just how wrong their first impression can be. ;-)

Karl

In a message dated 3/10/04 7:37:59 PM Eastern Standard Time, robinson at svs.net 
writes:

<<  Every now and then I tangle with somebody, usually an
 infant of a store manager or some .10 cent politician,
 that assumes that just because I'm standing there in
 bib overhauls that I have never done anything but hoe
 corn and feed chickens.
    Now of course I'm not a genius like Walt but I have
 done a lot of things in my life including a stint as a
 yuppie data processing executive (wood burning
 computers) and another as a mad scientist. I took the
 courses and passed the test for the Indiana Real
 Estate Sales license and then the brokers license. The
 brokers license had a 70% failure rate, I thought it
 was a cake walk. At the data center the lawyer wrote
 the big contracts, I wrote all of the small ones. When
 I went to the post office for a time I had to take a
 test. The test they gave two weeks before I took it
 was taken by 15 people from my county. All of them
 failed it, It only took 70% to pass. The day I took it
 ten of us were there. Only one other guy and I passed
 it. He got a 94 and I got a 98. The rest must have
 been asleep.   :-)
    Even though I'm not as smart as Walt those that want
 to talk down to me and brush me aside rarely
 accomplish it.   :-)
    If I was a multi zillionaire I would probably dress
 more rag tag than I do now. I would feel obligated to
 just to annoy people...  ;-)   It would be fun to walk
 into snooty restaurants in raggy bibs and them knowing
 that I could buy them out in a blink.  :-)   OK, so I
 have evil dreams...   Actually I probably wouldn't
 bother with the snooty restaurants, I'd be too busy
 out buying up every old rusty tractor I could find.
 :-) >>