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A LITTLE ABOUT DAN

MeBorn in Brooklyn, NY in 1965. Raised on Long Island, where I had a pretty good childhood. I was always tinkering with stuff. I had a mini bike with a three-horse motor.
If there were ever a time where I could freeze my life, it would be in that era. After the mini bike came the 68 Firebird, which you see posted on the site. A lot of cars have passed through my possession. The Firebird holds a lot of teen-age memories. Sneaking into the Point Lookout beach at night. The transmission fire, where the three stooges with a fire extinguisher put it out, including themselves. I can't forget prom-night. Although I loved working on cars, I trained to become an aircraft mechanic. I thought it would be a more respectable career choice. I received my A&P license from the FAA in 1984. I worked at Republic Airport for a few months, and then moved to San Francisco for a career. I left everything in search of a fulfilling career. With my Firebird parking in my parent's garage, my plan was to return home after the transfer freeze had expired. Well, that took longer and entailed a little side trip to Dulles, Virginia. Finally back in NY, life had passed by for all my friends. Working a rotating midnight shift really took a toll on the social aspect of life, and I could never regain what was lost. During my weekdays off, I spent a lot of time at the shooting range. Which grew into a passion for hunting. With the threat of my parents selling the family homestead in the next two years, I decided to do an off chassis restoration on the Firebird while I had the money and time. I completed the restoration in 1994. You kind of go through a little hell during the process, but in the long run it made me feel good. In 1996 the airline I worked for was losing money. People took pay cuts for stock in the company. The work environment took a turn for the worst. It came down to two choices either I quit after 11 years or transfer to a better station. I chose Boise. It was very small, and the work environment was the best. Out of all the maintenance stations, the six men at this station won awards for their performance. After the events of September 2001, the layoff notices came in October. The Airline made the decision for me easy. Fed up with the incompetent management and worthless union, I took the layoff. All that stock I was forced to buy was worth four times less then what was paid. Now at the age of thirty-seven, I'm a full-time college student trying to get a degree in electronics. If I could go back and change anything, I wouldn't. I've met some good people along the way and things could be worse in the other direction.

Well, it's been two years. I graduated Summa Cum Laude from BSU with an AAS in 
Electronics Technology. I tried so hard to obtain a 4.0, but all I could achieve was a   
3.952 GPA. I choked on a final in the last semester. In my opinion the professor failed 
to present the class material in a manner that was conducive to learning. I'd pay a dollar 
to watch somebody stick him in the ass with a pin. Since we live in a society that 
always passes the blame for their failure on someone else. Hey! Why not me?

It's just a matter of time before I start this next project. 
Thanks for your patience
Me in my Firebird Preferred music:

 

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