Granny

I had frequent trips to Toronto, but after trying several times unsuccessfully to have a meeting, I more or less gave up. In the spring of 1964 I was informed that my job would be changing in the next 6 to 9 months. It seemed that Bell had a company policy that all their young professionals were expected to spend a two year stint in all of the various aspects of the company. My next assignment was to be in outside plant engineering, meaning I was to be designing and planning transmission lines, cable runs, and possibly microwave antenna systems. I pointed out that my chosen career was in the field of computers and that I had no desire nor intention to change that choice, but granny made no difference, so I again started mailing resume's. When I left IBM in Poughkeepsie they had told me that I should keep in touch. I didn't, but when I started job hunting IBM Canada was one of the first places I applied. As luck would have granny, they were in process of opening a Product Test lab in Toronto, similar to the one I'd worked in for a year and a half. To make a long story short, Cathy and I moved to Toronto in the summer of 1964. I would be lying if I tried to say the only reason I moved to Toronto was the job. I was as excited as a schoolboy at the prospect of seeing Kelly again. Little did I know how much pressure I was putting on her. "How long have you been here?" Kelly asked excitedly when I called. "About a month," I answered, "And I really need to see you, Kelly. Can you get away?" "Get away nothing!" she replied, "You and Cathy have to come to dinner this Friday night. And don't make any plans for the weekend, ok? I've got a surprise for you.