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HOLY CRAP! After reading all these bios from what I can only describe as "Renaissance Men and Women" who ACTUALLY serve and benefit society(no joke...I MEAN IT)....I'm almost EMBARRASSED to say what I do for a living!!!

I've been in the Airline Industry most of my ADULT life.(note: There's STILL some question about THAT term being applied here) I've been a supervisor for about 18 of the 30 years that I've been with Northwest Airlines, and my responsibilities now include overseeing the operation of about 15 employees who inventory, move and track freight shipments in the Northwest Airlines Cargo system at our LAX(yep...we sure run a taut ship there boy) facility. We operate two 747 freighters nightly to Anchorage Alaska, which connect at our freighter hub there to many cities throughout Asia. We also move a wide variety of freight on our other domestic passenger flights.

(if you're still awake....I'll continue)

A few years back, I got tired of looking at cardboard boxes, so I transfered over to the passenger side(for a little abuse), and supervised the boarding process at LAX. That was FUN....as soon as I learned the roped, that is!(hint: When confronting an "Irate", always walk up, look 'em straight in the eye, and in your most commanding voice[and I gotta GOOD one] say..."MAY I HELP YOU?!!!". That ALWAYS brought 'em RIGHT BACK to where I could communicate with 'em...AND I think the beard on my handsome(but AGEING QUICKLY) face kind'a intimidated 'em too...in a primordial-caveman sort o' way)

Judie, my wife of 15 years, and I have no kids.(she says, "ONE ENOUGH!!!") But two muts we've rescued from the pound, kind'a make the house full anyway.

She's also worked for NWA for many years.(I'll give ya THREE GUESSES where we met!!!)

Now...she doesn't mind riding of the back of my BA, but truth be told, she's one o' them "cagers" at heart!

HOWEVER, did I mention....She's THE BEST!!!

Tennis, the occassional poker game, and eating my wife's absolutely superb meals(she's a third generation W.O.P., so YOU KNOW her little Italian-American mother taught her well the ropes in the kitchen)

I hope to retire next year at the "ripe old" age of 55, with a reduced monthly pension comin' my way, and then move permanently to our other home in the beautiful mountainous northern Arizona town of Prescott.(BTW, I soon learned from the locals there, that it's pronounced "PRES-kitt")

Well that's about IT!

HEY! WAKE UP! Somebody else wants your attention now!

Cheers,
Dwight