Part Two starts here
Part One is written. Part Two is being written in real time — winter operations, Forest Service permits, foster-family seats, and whatever fails next.
Journal
Part One is written. Part Two is being written in real time — winter operations, Forest Service permits, foster-family seats, and whatever fails next.
Success is temporary. Failure is inevitable. Reinvention is a choice. Part Two is still being lived.
A Ford Transit, a drive that stopped at Yellowstone, and a promise about the empty seat.
Six years in an eighteen-wheeler, then eight seconds and a shattered wrist.
A phone call from Atlanta, two companies gone, and a basement business that healed people until 2008.
A $2,500 Mac, a $4,000 scanner, and a $60,000 check handed over in church.
A weekend condo, an MIT engineer, and a twin-engine Piper Navajo. Logistics, not luxury.
A newborn, a set of analyzers, and an RV pointed at the Gulf Coast.
A grandmother’s $10,000, a quiet failure, and an airplane that taught me never to take outside money again.
A captain handed me a job I had never heard of: vibration analysis on a nuclear submarine.