November 19th, 1969, just six months after my graduation from high school, I started my civil service career at Fort Benning, Georgia as a Clerk Typist, GS-2. I quit a temporary job as a long-distance telephone operator to go to work with civil service. I stayed there until I transferred to Fort Monroe, Virginia in 1978.
I had taken my civil service test on a manual (that means 'NOT ELECTRIC) typewriter. It wasn't exactly like the one here but there wasn't much difference. You want to talk about something that would work your fingers and wrists!! They had to be heavy so you wouldn't throw it off your desk when you threw the carriage.
Welcome to Weezers Haven. Why 'Weezer'? It's what my grandbabies call me and that in itself is another story (ever see 'Steel Magnolias'?)
I am the mother of three daughters and the grandmother to four granddaughters. (Even the dog is a girl.) I am a retired pediatric nurse, a Christian of 'getting stronger' faith, and a reliable prayer warrior. I love to eat bacon cheeseburgers and drink too many diet cokes. Diet A&W is my biggest weakness.
I am not a person of great or many words. Here, you won't find long compositions. I am a visual person and often use my own photos to make a point or illustrate an idea.
I am devoted to my blogger friends. If you visit, please leave a greeting. I love to know who's stopped by.
When a daughter begins to ask about the past, she is beginning to spread her wings.
A woman needs to understand where she comes from so that she may better choose where she wants to go.
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Parents rejoice in watching their daughter go about her life. Her confident stride tells of a woman comfortable with who she's become, and happy with where she's heading.