I'm 67 years old, retired, worked in the food processing industry as a line supervisor for 40 years. I was born and raised in Walla Walla, graduated from high school in 1973, was in the first ever graduating class at Eastern Washington University (it had been Eastern Washington State College), graduating with a BA in Business Administration (a BA in BA) in the fall of 1977. One of the things I’m most proud of is that I paid for 100% of my college expenses myself, without any assistance from my parents, the government, or scholarships by working during summers, Christmas and spring breaks, with the only major purchase being a used car (a ’65 Chevy Impala). The man that hired me in my first job out of college told me that he was impressed with my achievement of paying my own way more than he was other candidate’s superior GPA’s. But he also said that he didn't want to hire someone that was smarter than he was, so go figure. I was the first person at the facility I worked at that was hired straight out of college into a management position, which caused a significant amount lot of angst amongst a lot of my subordinates and co-workers. I lived in Moses Lake from 1978-1989, married, had a kid, divorced, and moved to the Tri Cities in November of 1989. I re-married in 2003 and have been happily married ever since.
I've been a Seahawk fan from the get go, saw one of the first ever training camps in 1976 as they held them in Cheney where I was attending college at the time. I shared season tickets with a friend of mine from 1984-1996. The worst decision we ever made was to give them up, but the team sucked, it was 3.5 hours over a mountain pass in November and December to attend games, they forced you to buy 2 preseason games at regular season prices, and worst of all, they had said that they were going to charge us a huge fee to buy a personal seat license if we wanted to keep our tickets. It was before the day of electronic tickets, no Ticketmaster or Stub Hub to sell them, and the only acceptable barter for entry was the paper ticket. If you couldn't go to the game and couldn't get someone to buy it from you far enough in advance for snail mail to deliver the hard copy, you were SOL and had to eat it.
My 2nd wife, a licensed nurse who worked in a nursing home for 30 years, and I married in 2003. She has both MS and RA, and although she's in relatively good health, we don't do a lot of traveling together. However, she acknowledges my desire to travel, so I've been using Seahawk road games as pretense to see other areas of the country. I live in a semi rural area just south of the Tri Cities on a one acre lot that keeps me busy for the greater part of the year. We own a motor home and although I can’t talk my wife into going on any cross country adventures, we’re going somewhere in it every 2 weeks or so.
I have one daughter (that I know of
), 35 years old, a graduate of EWU, a charge nurse at an urgent care clinic in Spokane, and married the best SIL that anyone could ever have ever hoped for. Life is good.
