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spark ignited some additional fuel when he began to bring

            home parts  of  autos  for me to take  apart and put back
            together. This was accelerated when he went back to auto
            mechanic trade school when WWII erupted and he got a

            job at the Cadillac agency in Evanston. I marveled at the
            complexity of the design  and operation  of  fuel  pumps,
            carburetors,  distributors,  and  the  like  and  took  some

            perverse pleasure in the disassembly and reassembly of
            those engineering marvels.


            My Christmas and birthday presents were also lined up to
            grab my technical interests consisting of an Erector Set,

            used electric train, chemistry set, puzzles and a bike that I
            was  always  taking  apart  to  fix,  clean,  lubricate  and
            modify. Somehow the concept of becoming an engineer
            was born by the time I reached the tender age of 10 years.

            Never was there a thought as to what “kind” of engineer I
            might  grow  into.  It  even  included  becoming  a  train

            engineer!
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            I  was  OK,  but  not  great,  in  math  through  8   grade.

            Science  was  fun,  but  not  terribly  demanding  mainly
            because there was not a strong use of mathematics in the

            Chicago grammar school curriculum.  In high school, I
            was mediocre at best and seemed to get completely lost in
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