Another Plug for Space

I think we’ve reached saturation. I listened to both the local and national news this afternoon. Protests, anniversaries of gun shootings, accidental deaths, and celebrity deaths all made the news. Only on Facebook did I see some mention of an anniversary that fits none of the categories of today’s news items.

On this day, July 20, in 1969, the United States put a man on the moon. Neil Armstrong stepped on the moon’s surface. Historic in its day, we all crowded around our television sets to witness this life-changing event. Who doesn’t remember Walter Cronkite wiping his eyes in disbelief that he is reporting such a monumental event?

This landing was the crowning glory to a decade of engineering to complete the goal set by President John Kennedy. Our country united to make this goal and WE DID IT.

Thanks to YouTube, here’s a link to the video of the first moonwalk:

Space exploration is more of an afterthought now. The value of the effort to further explore space is virtually non-existent. The fact that the engineering put into getting us on the moon was used for other earthly uses is lost on the public.

The benefits of NASA’s engineering development have resulted in many technologies that help us on earth today. Here’s a link to a blog entry that details some of the achievements due to the space program:

It’s time to rethink the funding for space. It brought us together as a country, we can take advantage of the gadgets and gizmos to make our life on earth better and it’s just darn fun to watch present day explorers in action. No Hollywood movie can make up for that.

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Women Making History

If you haven’t seen the PBS series, Makers, you are missing a treat. Women have had quite a history in the United States and Makers documents our history through all of the ups and downs.

What fascinates me is looking back at the women’s movement in the 1960’s and learning a great deal about the pioneers for equality at home and work. I was a child in the ‘60’s and I don’t remember a lot about it. My father and mother, typical of their generation, were staid ‘he works; she keeps house’ folks. They both laughed at the news accounts of women bringing the issues of equal employment and equal opportunity to the forefront of peoples’ attention.

I had to wonder about these bra-burners: what were their issues? Why wouldn’t they love a chance to be happy as a housewife and mother? I took a look at my own mother.

She exuded happiness to the outside, but at home she didn’t have a lot else going on. She cleaned the house. A lot. She was so anal about having dinner on the table exactly at five o’clock when my father returned home from work. She waited on him hand and foot.

Many a dinner had been cooked long and hard over an afternoon, for we had no microwaves back then. We had just sat down to eat and my father noticed there was no salt or pepper on the table. As soon as her butt hit her chair, she was back up, scurrying to the kitchen for the forgotten condiments. I remember getting so mad at my dad, why didn’t he just get up and get it himself, without all the fanfare?

Most of the women’s liberation movement and push for equal rights was back page news during my college years. It didn’t die, the points were made and legislative changes were in the works. The media moved on to other news.

I’ve related before how I got into engineering. After seeing Makers for the first time a few weeks ago, I really ‘get it’ now. My career would have been made next to impossible had it not been for the likes of these women who stood up to tradition, realized and accepted their unhappiness as the June Cleaver of their neighborhood and took action. (You young readers may have to Google ‘June Cleaver’; the rest of you know what I’m talking about)

I’m indebted to these courageous women who no doubt faced scorn from their families and friends. Their labor of love opened doors to me in engineering and created opportunities that they may have been unable to experience. 

Doing a search for a previous article about the slide rule I found this image:


Yes, it’s for the company I’ve spent over seventeen years with. Times have changed and the company is hiring and promoting more women than ever. But there is still a long ways to go. Believe it or not, there are still men who think a woman’s place is in the home. And that’s good for the women who are in that situation and love it.

Like most things, it’s not for everyone. Our dreams are different and each of our dreams deserves a chance to come to fruition. Here’s to making your dreams come true.

Catch the Makers series on your local PBS station or visit their website, It has the whole series available for view for free.

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The Last Act of Defiance

Ever see that cartoon of the mouse standing tall with its middle finger stuck out from his hand (I said it was a cartoon) while a large vulture-like bird swoops in, talons bared and the caption reads: The Last Act of Defiance? Co-workers shared that cartoon with me a long time ago. Even as a young engineer I got its meaning.

When things overwhelm and it appears you are about to get run over, the last thing you can do is stand your ground, believe in yourself. Right before…

But wait; don’t we have a duty to sound the alarm when things look to be going wrong? Isn’t that part of what we are paid to do?

Engineering catastrophes happen everyday. Some are caused by engineers who convince their management that they are the expert and know what they are doing; they have investigated their options and for sure, this will work, no way it won’t work. I’ve experienced a lot of these situations. Just last week, as a matter of fact.

Some are caused by management choosing to listen to the beat of their own drum and the rewards spearheading a cause will bring to them. These people use the word ‘I’ a lot. They order their engineers to charge down a blind alley, never suspecting the price they may have to pay. I’ve also recently experienced this.

The Tacoma Narrow Bridge in Washington state was originally designed by a Washington engineer. His design was rejected by the Federal government who funded the project. They required a consultant from New York to modify the original designs and voila, Galloping Gertie was born. Accusations that there were politics involved in rejecting the original design, which some engineers say would still be in place today, in favor of hiring the New York consultant began after the bridge’s failure. That would be a last act of defiance. ( )

How much more did it cost to remove the old bridge and replace with a stable one? A lot.

On a smaller scale, I’ve seen managers, too many in fact, who choose to ignore their senior staff’s advice in favor of what they deem to be the ‘truth’. On one project, this decision has cost millions of dollars and four years later is still dragging on, after five engineers with a combined experience of close to one hundred years advised otherwise.

On another project, a manager forced an interface design that was recommended by his senior engineers to not pursue. The customer hated this design and the software was modified to take out the ‘feature’. Cost was somewhere around a thousand dollars and design time to remove the code. It was a small cost, but still a cost.

And I’ve recently witnessed an engineer who single-handedly forced his ‘bright idea’ into the software (a repeat performance, I might add). Hundreds of man-hours have been spent trying to get this idea to work. Implementation is easy; it’s the rework that’s expensive.

These are just three examples from my little spot in the world. I’m sure that’s not unique. Why don’t we work smarter and lean on the people who have experience? Consensus can be a great thing and everyone brings his or her own background into the mix. Listen and take defiance out of the equation.

Celebratory Starbucks and high-fives make for a much better environment anyway.

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Encouragement from Row L

I attended a performance of a local theater production featuring local kids ages 13 to 17 who had attended a summer camp that culminated in this weekend’s musical. At the end of Saturday night’s show, the camp director, who doubles as a local schoolteacher, presented their senior graduates; these are the students who graduated high school last May and are preparing to enter college in a few weeks.

There were five seniors recognized. The first two were planning to pursue degrees in the performing arts, and thunderous applause ensued after the director’s congratulations. The third student, a female, chose to enter the University of Oklahoma majoring in engineering. I missed the comment the director/teacher made about her choice of career, but the tone didn’t have the encouragement the other students received. The not-so-thunderous applause came from my seat and a few others. The last two students also received loud applause from the audience as they were also planning on careers in theater.

What are we missing here? The director and the audience reward a student who participates in music theater for several summers and then decides to study it further in higher education, but a student who decides a STEM field is more attractive to her is not?

Is it a symptom of the Midwest attitude that women should follow more traditional career choices, including the chosen path of the director (Unfortunately some 30 plus years after earning my degree, I’m disappointed this mind-set still exists.)? I listened to a sociology professor from OU recently as she talked about the state of women in Oklahoma. She said even at OU that women were often advised to pursue careers in sociology, nursing and education. Her own peers steered women away from STEM fields. Low paying fields as employees of the state await these aspiring, talented women.

I’m not discounting the women who chose those fields or who will choose those fields in the future. Educating women, starting very young, to learn of all of their available career choices is important.

Some disconcerting statistics from the Oklahoma Commission on the Status of Women 2010 report (

  • 25% of women over the age of 15 are divorced or widowed
  • The median annual income for full-time working-women in Oklahoma in 2008 was $35,600
  • Oklahoma is ranked 45th in the nation for the proportion of women in the labor force employed in professional and managerial occupations. Women are significantly more represented in educational professions, nearly tripling the amount of men in these fields, and in healthcare practitioner occupations.
  • An Amnesty International report listed Oklahoma as one of the worst places for female healthcare, with one in four being uninsured.
  • One out of every seven women in Oklahoma lives below the poverty line, ranking Oklahoma 41 out of 50 states for women ages 18 and older living in poverty.

Oklahoma is also number one in the incarceration of women. ( In this report it states: A brochure prepared by the Oklahoma Department of Corrections for a conference on women in prison in 1991 remarked that “Fifty-one percent failed to complete their education because they were bored or tired, and 34 percent failed to graduate because of pregnancy.”

What is the key to helping the state of women in Oklahoma? Increasing a girl’s self-worth by opening her young eyes to possibilities in careers of all sorts. Working with her parent or guardian to break a cycle of low self-esteem or substance abuse or state aid as a salary. I remember feeling embarrassed by the results of an eighth grade career interest test. My results were overwhelming for an operations research analyst. It had ‘male’ written all over it, although I hadn’t a clue what the job really entailed.

Industry partnerships with education are excellent ways to keep the boredom at bay as well. I’ve volunteered at robotics and math competitions for the company I work for. My complaint about these activities is that the kids have no idea that I’m an engineer. I’m sure the kids at the math competition thought I was a parent chaperoning the testing. More interaction is needed to inform the students, boys and girls alike, that pursuing a non-traditional career can be the right thing for them.

I’m wishing a lot of success for all of the theater kids, with an extra special helping for the lone engineering major. Standing in the middle of that theater proclaiming a non-traditional field of study shows me she’s already got the right stuff to succeed.

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Spanking, it’s not what you think

This photo is currently making the rounds in email and on various social media and blogs. It’s attributed to the New York Daily Mirror from the 1950’s.

I think we’ve come farther along, although I remember a manager of mine bragging that he punched his wife in the thigh one time when they were having a heated discussion while traveling in the car. Ever since then she was the wife he wanted her to be. This was in the 1980’s.

I heard two different men this week make disparaging remarks. One made the comment during a morning meeting that it was too early for sensitivity training. I think he was waiting for the room, comprised of women, minorities, old and young, to burst into laughter. It was to his shock that no one thought his ‘joke’ was that funny. Of course, it was probably just too early in the morning to hear about his need for sensitivity training as a light-hearted topic.

A co-worker who sits just over the cube wall from me, was chatting with our custodian, a young twenty-something man who is intellectually challenged. The custodian was asking my co-worker’s wife.

Where does she work?

“She doesn’t work; she raises my kids.”

What does that mean?

“She’s a stay-at-home mom.”


“That’s how it used to be.”

I’m glad to be sitting next to this co-worker, for the engineering work and conversations that I assail over the cube wall serve as a daily reminder for him that the good old days are just beginning. My wish for him is to work for a female manager, a long shot at best. Truth is that will most likely never happen. So I’d like him to have to work with a group of females, not just me; we need numbers to beat down this Midwest attitude of relegating women to the home.

For those of us who choose to make a contribution at work, away from home, we deserve to have respect from our colleagues. They can feel what they want about their wives, but drop the 1950’s attitudes, please. We all want to work and earn a good salary and all of us want to do a great job. It’s pretty simple, no math needed.

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STEMz and Alzheimer’s

I’d like to say “I’m baaaaaaaaccckkkk” (apologies to a very old movie, ‘Poltergeist’), but personal issues are subject to change and so I will try to keep the blog going at least once a week.

There is yet another report tonight regarding Alzheimer’s disease, the one that robs a person of their memory and their motor skills. This one is looking at a person’s gait as an indicator of memory loss. With a lot of exceptions, including my own family, I really don’t see this as a stunning, newsworthy event.

What I would like to see is a STEM out there really focus on finding out the cause for this disease. And SOON!

My mother lives in a small, fifty-bed, facility. The facility currently houses about thirty patients. Over half of them suffer with some form of dementia or Alzheimer’s. This is just one home in a small town in Oklahoma, folks. Multiply that by the thousands of homes and memory care facilities and it’s not hard to understand the news reports that this disease will cause serious overload on our health care system in the coming years.

The disease is very hard on the family and friends of the patient. Punctuated by mood swings, physical swings, frustration, and anxiety, imagining just what the patient is feeling not knowing what is going on induces a lot of stress for the caregiver.

Physicians prescribe various medications, pain relievers, anxiety medications, and anti-depressants, in addition to blood pressure, blood thinners, and other drugs to address those maladies. This results in a very intricate balance for the patient to maintain some stability. One missed dose, one miss filled prescription and the patient can be ill for days.

I know that Alzheimer’s runs in my family and I’m not concerned as much for me contracting the disease as I am for my family and friends who will have to watch my decline. Of course I’m assuming my family and friends will care for me as the disease progresses. So many families use the homes as a dumping ground of sorts. That’s a lecture for another time.

Research scientists involved in the search for a cure for Alzheimer’s will no doubt be influenced by the burgeoning pharmaceutical and memory care industries, which are growing by leaps and bounds. I really hope that for this disease and cure and understanding of the cause trumps the profits these places are after.

For now, I write, walk, workout, keep active and try to eat healthy. I also attempt to keep stress levels down to stave off the disease. I know a STEM or two or three are out there looking for that elusive gene. Here’s to finding it soon.

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I’ll Have a Waiter to Go, Please

Not long after graduation, I found out about the alumni association. Having just started my career and short on money, I wasn’t interested in financial support to a group that was associated with the higher learning institution that sucked the life out of my checking account. I was still up for a good time, though, and the alumni association had to have some great events.

I attended my first alumni event in St. Louis. As you know, I started my engineering career in St. Louis, working for Monsanto. I discovered the alumni association has branches of sorts all over the world. St. Louis was no exception. It didn’t take long for the alum’s to find me in St. Louis and send me an invitation to a football kickoff.

The bash was held at a swanky hotel in downtown St. Louis. With the football theme brought a few Oklahoma players and the head coach, Barry Switzer.

My college roommate, a dietician graduate, moved to St. Louis for an internship at an area hospital. We decided to take in the alumni event together. It was free so what the heck?

The hotel was fancy and the meeting room was decked out in tablecloths and free food and drink. They were expecting a big crowd and had about fifty rows of folding chairs set up. We sat in the back of the room but we could still hear Barry and the other folks bragging on the coming season.

After having our fill of food and drink, we sat listening to the coach, and were considering leaving when it happened.

A strange clattering and sound of stumbling preceded the ceiling tiles over the row of chairs in front of us breaking into pieces followed by a waiter’s foot and part of his leg. Only one, he didn’t fall all the way through. Then it snowed cocktail napkins, gently floating down into the room.

The leg retracted, the napkins were contained and our attempts to muffle laughter were in vain. We were so far back from the speaker’s podium that Barry kept on talking, oblivious to the circus we were watching.

It was good to know the St. Louis area had other grads from Oklahoma living and working there. It was also good to know even the swanky hotels were subject to Three Stooges-type antics.


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