Dan Larsen:
CLASS OF 1974
East High SchoolClass of 1974
Denver, CO
Metropolitan State CollegeClass of 1978
Denver, CO
Tulane UniversityClass of 1978
New orleans, LA
Gove Junior High SchoolClass of 1970
Denver, CO
Park Hill Elementary SchoolClass of 1968
Denver, CO
Dan's Story
Since graduating from East High School in 1974, I have spent the last 4 decades going to school, working, and raising a family.
I went to Metropolitan State College in Denver for a year, taking lots of pre-requisite classes and exploratory electives, pursuing a “general education” Bachelor’s degree. I found the students at Metro to be extremely interested in actually learning useful knowledge that they could use to translate into good jobs and further their education. A lot of the students at metro at the time were Viet Nam vets, who were re-entering civilian life; or adult students who wanted to raise themselves up in their career marketability; or younger students who did not have the financial means to attend more expensive secondary schools. As such, they were very focused on paying attention to their class material, and doing their best to demonstrate what they had learned.
After Metro, I went to Tulane University in New Orleans. The school was a lot larger than Metro, and had the prestige of being a “southern ivy league” school. While the coursework was interesting and challenging, the temptations of the New Orleans Bourbon Street atmosphere, rugby team parties, and bacchanalian roommates proved to be too much of a distraction, so I returned to Colorado and enrolled at CU, Boulder, where the only irresistible distractions were powder snow days, and Lake Eldora ski resort just up the canyon. On those snow days, I would hitchhike up the canyon carrying my boots and skis, spend 25 cents on a locker to store my hiking boots, ski up to the lifts and shake a passel of old lift tickets that hung off my parka at the lift operators, and then ski the back bowls all day, where they did not check the lift tickets.
My major had shifted from a “general” BA at metro to a pre-med regimen at Tulane, to an environmental conservation BS at CU. I again became distracted, this time by a young lady who I had completely fallen in love with, and let my school work suffer. I took jobs in tile setting at the Hilton Harvest House in Boulder, and then later, after the love of my life and I parted ways, I was drawn to ski resorts where it seemed that I could always find a job, a place to stay, and a girlfriend within one day of arriving. I was working at the Summit House in Keystone when I received a phone call asking if I wanted to go build space ships in Florida. I told them I would be there Monday and shortly thereafter began my career in the space program.
In Florida, I worked for Rockwell International, installing the heat shield tiles on the orbiter Columbia. This was an especially exciting and challenging job for a 20 year old. It was a running joke that the tile job was like being given a 40,000 piece puzzle, with half the pieces missing, and trying to have the bird ready to fly as quickly as possible. I got to meet John Young and Bob Crippen (the first two shuttle astronauts) when they would come through the Orbiter Processing Facility (OPF) to make sure that the...Expand for more
orbiter was being constructed correctly and was safe to fly. There are tons more stories about my time on the orbiter, but after a couple of years, we finished Columbia and rolled her over to the Vehicle Assembly Building (VAB) whereupon we were all laid off.
I found a job with United Space Boosters Inc. (USBI – or as it was affectionately known “Uncles, Brothers, Sisters, and In-laws” due to the high level of nepotism the permeated the hiring practices). At his job, we built and refurbished the two rocket boosters that were strapped onto the Space Transportation System (STS) assembly. I started out in the paint and insulation section, where I was expecting to be working on cutting edge technology and rocket science. My first day there, they handed me some coveralls, a spatula, a trowel, some chisels, and told me to go pack carcinogenic goop on the outside of the boosters to build the thermal protection system that ablated the heat from launch and reentry away from the aluminum booster’s skin.
After a few years of being a factory rat, I transferred into the Quality Assurance department, where I spent the next 18 years. My duties included running a malfunction lab, performing inspections on the flight hardware being built, and overseeing the systems tests on the thrust vector control system (TVC, basically the shuttle’s power steering). Fortunately, Pratt Whitney (USBI’s parent company) at the time was offering to pay all costs of getting advanced education, plus a 100 shares of stock once one graduated. I took advantage of the generous offer and had great incentive to attain a Bachelor of Science degree in Computer Science. This allowed me to advance into the engineering department where I was responsible for testing the TVC system for its hydraulic, electrical, and mechanical capabilities. I wrote a lot of code in ATLAS (a computer language that eve then was obsolete, and only a step removed from punch card FORTRAN 1).
During my shuttle years, I was married for 13 years to my first wife, and lived in Cocoa Beach, two blocks from the ocean. It was great to be able to grab a towel and my surfboard and walk down to the beach before or after work and catch a few sets of waves. I had no children from the first marriage, but I remarried and soon had two sons, Ben and Erik, who have been the joy of my life. My boys are both in college now, both having taken advantage of the dual enrollment plan in Florida that allowed them to get their two-year Associate’s degree when they graduated high school.
After the shuttle program ended, I found work with the Navy in Washington DC, and have been working for them since then. I am currently back in Denver and was hoping to retire in the not too distant future before the stock market crash. Apparently, the not too distant future now means that I will have the opportunity to work quite a bit longer.
I miss all of you from our high school years, and would love to hear what you have been up to these last many years!
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