Robert Adamson:  

Beautiful wife. She's out of my league. Six adventurous incredible kids. Five girls and one boy (youngest). Grandkids. Here's the real story of my time in the 60s. Quite a trip. I graduated from Skyline with a D average. That was a gift. But I had fun. I had to attend the U of U on probation...night school. But I was ready to learn, and I enjoyed college because it was less regimented. After a 4.0 in my first quarter, they let me in during the day. One of my night teachers was an algebra teacher from Skyline, Mr. Slaughter. I could not resist teasing him at Skyline. He had a favorite phrase he used at the chalkboard. "Now you say to yourself." So one day, I walked to the board and said, "Now you say to yourself, SELF." The class went hysterical, and Bam, I was in the hall again. I had some ground to make up with him in college. I think he was happy to see me learning finally. I graduated in Computer Science from the U. Along the way, I wanted to be an astronaut. I was a gun-ho, pro-war, tough guy type. But then I met a very strange, very pretty girl with long curly blond hair...a hippie. She was extraordinary and smart. I talked to her about a friend of mine that was killed in Vietnam. She questioned everything I believed. I was confused. But her voice was like music to me, so I listened. And unlike what I had heard about the hippies, she never took drugs. She was a health nut into yoga. The first day I met her was at the Crimson Tide cafe. I was reading military stats about how we were winning in Vietnam. I heard a voice say, "You look like a smart guy; why are you reading that?" I turned, ready for an argument. There she was, this beautiful girl dressed in funny clothes. I did research on the war just to convince her how crazy her beliefs were. She needed my help! But a month later, I walked up to her and told her that our own government was lying to us. It was, well, difficult to admit, and it hurt inside. On the granite steps of the old physics building, she kissed away the tears from my face. Strangers smiled. She couldn't resist touching and holding me for some reason. I loved it. I wonder where she is now? *Update 2023. I can accept the truth now. She was killed by armed robbers in a store near the U. For years, I simply denied the reality. She was one of the good that died young. I loved her. Back to the story. In those days, the only way to space was through Vietnam, and I wasn't going, not anymore. After all my fights in high school, who would have thought that I was a lover, not a fighter? In the summer of 1969, I was working as a Student Jr. Engineer at the Atomic Test Site in Mercury, Nevada. Again I became troubled with our Government for what I found there in the desert. I stumbled across the crater left by Project Sedan; the same day Armstrong walked on th...Expand for more