{"id":26,"date":"2011-01-09T03:01:22","date_gmt":"2011-01-09T03:01:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.learningaloud.com\/newcurmudgeonspeaks\/?p=26"},"modified":"2011-01-09T03:01:22","modified_gmt":"2011-01-09T03:01:22","slug":"steve","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.learningaloud.com\/curmudgeonspeaks\/2011\/01\/09\/steve\/","title":{"rendered":"Steve"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>No &#8211; a different Steve!  My tech focus has brought me into contact with some interesting  individuals. The Apple computers I acquired in the early 1980s caught  the attention of Steve Mann who was an experimental psychology graduate  student.  I am not certain what Steve&#8217;s background was before he began  working with me, but personal computers were new so he was either  capable of learning far faster than I or he had learned submitting batch  jobs to a mainframe as an undergrad. Steve and I developed some  programs together, but the most unique part of our relationship was  forged by the time we spent together on the road.   I had access to computers about two years before schools began to  invest. This made Steve and I experts. We spent a few weekend during the  academic year and most of the summers driving around North Dakota doing  two-day workshops for different school districts and educational  organizations. They paid me because I was the prof and I split the money  with Steve. This was before most districts had their own tech staffs,  before the state had an support infrastructure in place, and long before  the Internet (although we did dial in to BBSs, but that is another  story). This situation lasted about two years, but it was a great  adventure.  Steve was the first Morman I had ever known well. We did not ever really  talk a lot about our different backgrounds and Steve never tried to  convert me, but just being around each other this much was interesting.  Somehow, I became aware of the family&#8217;s personal food supply. I had  never seen a 5 gallon pail of honey before. Sometimes, when we were in  smaller towns, the only place to eat in the evening might be the local  bar. I would buy. It was usually steak and a beer for me. it was a steak  and 7-up or root beer for Steve. His wife would always send us off with  a cooler of food. I guess she did not trust me to cover the food.  Steve did not finish his Ph.D. at UND. He jumped ship in his 4th year  and put his tech skills to work. I have followed his career in unusual  ways. I used to purchase about every computer magazine I could get my  hands on and for some reason was reading the section of a magazine  (Family Computing or something like that) that describes the staff. Who  does that kind of thing? Anyway, I found his name as an editor or  associate editor &#8211; I cannot really remember anymore. Then, a couple of  months ago after about 20 years, I get an email through LinkedIn and it  is Steve. Turns out he is now a VP with Symantec.   The tech industry seems populated by those bright kids who jump from the  academic world rather than finish a degree. Computer science profs  likely know many of these individuals. The experience is a lot more  unusual for a psychologist.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No &#8211; a different Steve! My tech focus has brought me into contact with some interesting individuals. The Apple computers I acquired in the early 1980s caught the attention of Steve Mann who was an experimental psychology graduate student. 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