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Just Who Is
J.R. Whipple?
Yes, that's an adult beverage in my hand. I enjoy the occasional drink and periodically partake in a tobacco product or two.
From the age of five or six when the Whipple family got its first TV, a refrigerator sized 15 inch black and white model, I was simply mesmerized looking at all those glowing tubes inside that wonderful machine. Each time the TV repairman showed up, and it was often in those early TV days, I would look over his shoulder as he did those magical things that brought our television back to life. Those were the days when there was one TV station to watch for the five or six hours a day that they were on the air. My folks would say, "I spent more time looking into the back of the TV set, than looking at the side that had the pictures on it". Probably true. I had fallen in love with technology, and I could no longer live without knowing how it worked, than I could live without breathing.
By the age of seven I had quite a collection of old radios, toasters, vacuum cleaners and other broken appliances, donated by family and neighbors. My most prized birthday gift ever arrived on the anniversary of my 7th year. My father presented me with a professional “Weller” soldering gun, which I immediately employed in the disassembly of many of those small appliances.
By 14 I was working, part time, at a local TV shop. I had been hanging out at the TV shop for some time, sucking up knowledge like a sponge, when the owner offered to let me actually work there. He said something about fifty cents an hour, I initially wondered how I was going to afford to pay him a half-buck an hour to hang out with him, when I realized he was actually going to pay me to learn the basics of electronics. I was in seventh heaven! That was the start of my professional career that spanned having my own TV shop, then working in the commercial two-way radio business, designing and installing fire and burglar alarm systems, designing and constructing discothèques, and my involvement in nearly all forms of electronics.
The Silicon Valley Experience
By my mid twenties I had exhausted what little my small hometown in western Washington had to offer in the high-tech industry. I relocated to Silicon Valley, (South San Francisco Bay Area) the heart of high-tech. For the second time in my life I was again in seventh heaven. It seemed that every electronics business in the world was headquartered right there in that fifty-mile stretch of real estate.
Over the next twenty plus years I found myself involved with birth of the personal computer. As a member of the “Homebrew Computer Society”, a club composed of a bunch of us nerds who just loved high-tech, with the likes of Steve Wozniak and Steve Jobs (who later went on to found Apple Computer) and many others who became leaders in the computer industry, the club was the crucible that forged the personal computer from a handmade machine that only a nerd could love, to what it has become today.
Twenty-four-hour design and brainstorming sessions, fueled by pizza and colas were the norm. In those heady days, we just couldn't rest. We had a technology to invent! Steve Jobs, who was never much of a high-tech wire-head, matured into one heck of a business leader. Years ago, when Steve was courting John Sculley, (who, at that time, was the president of PepsiCo) as a CEO for Apple computer, Steve, after days of frustration trying to woo John away from Pepsi, stormed into his office and said one of the all-time greatest lines, “Do you just want to keep making colored sugar-water, or do you want to change the world?” That did it. John Sculley became the CEO of Apple computer company.
National Time
My time as an employee of National Semiconductor was very educational and a lot of fun. National Semiconductor is well known for its linear and digital chips. What is not so well known is that, during the eighties, National had many other divisions; Mainframes, desktop computers, test equipment, and POS "Point Of Sale". I was a senior systems engineer in National's POS division. We designed those bar-code scanning systems you see in all the grocery stores. In the early 80's scanners were a very new product. I had a hand in the development of the world's first talking cash register. The high management of the supermarket chains thought a talking-till was the answer to their dreams. The till could Call the Prices Well... The customers just hated having a machine talk to them; some even thought it was the devil's work. If that wasn't enough, one shipment of talking tills sent to Safeway said, at the end of every sale, Thank you for shopping at Albertson's. That caused lots of finger pointing, but unlike those talkative cash registers, we didn't say a word.
As one of our well liked managers, John N. prepared to leave National for greener pastures, Ivan G. (a long time good friend & fellow engineer) and I decided our manager needed a proper send off. Skulking around in the dead of night, while avoiding the security guards, we liberated a giant size bag of Styrofoam packing peanuts from the shipping department and rigged it over the suspended ceiling, above John's desk. The morning of our manager's last day, Ivan on the release cable and I with camera in hand, asked John for a picture of him behind his desk. As I yelled NOW! And Ivan pulled the release, John was buried, armpit deep, in an avalanche of Styrofoam snow. Word got around and within a few minutes several other managers and even a vice president or two came around to see the mountain of plastic snow. When our VP saw the mess, Ivan and I owned up to it and said we would clean it up. To that he said, “Don't bother we'll have the cleaning crew take care of it”. I think I saw a flicker of envy in his eye, that no one had ever done something like that to him.
Ivan G. and I shared an office at National. As many did, in the heydays of Silicon Valley, Ivan and I had a few things going on the side. We had won a contract to design and build “Crypto-Coder” a device to scramble teletype messages. Having access to the very expensive equipment needed for this project at National, Ivan and I put in long after hours work, not necessary for National's benefit. One night, around midnight, one of the chip plants, across the street from us EXPLODED!
This is a cliff-hanger. Stay tuned for more...
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