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The Reason we are here

The 18 months we spent on Kate and Frank’s ranch were so special. Parker time all the time. 24 x 7 x 365.  He is the reason we are here. We drove him to and from school everyday.  Just the normal conversations in the car were priceless.  We spent all our time together and the quiet times were the best. This picture was taken shortly after we arrived and after a long day. Quiet time on the couch with Grandma. 

Jax Beach Jimmy

What a strange wonderful trip its been.   

I’ve been promising myself that I would bring jimsjoint back to life in some form or another.  There is so much that has happened the last few years that I have neglected to comment on for one reason or another. Then a couple of months ago I at least attempted to start a new page that could document our life here in Florida. Then it was a matter of where to start.  In my mind it should start with our cross country drive from Fremont to Live Oak. I will tell that story here soon. Also the great 18 months we lived with Kate and Frank and Parker in our new 38 foot travel trailer and the times with Parker for those first 6 months that I wasn’t working. So much fun!  Or how about my great job with the Florida Highway Patrol?  So many stories to tell.  Our house hunting that resulted in us living at the beach!  Our wonderful new friends and neighbors. Where to begin? Where to Begin?

All of these were worthy starting points for the new jimsjoint, but for some reason I still didn’t feel like the Jax Beach Jimmy that I needed to be.  Then I landed a sweet little “glide into retirement” job here at the beach and I felt that I was finally home.  Talk about luck of the Irish.  My dream had been to work my last years in the work force close to home. Someplace low stress and rewarding.  Whole Foods or Trader Joe’s would have been cool, but our local liquor store seemed like a cool gig.  I emailed the company and asked if they were hiring at the Jacksonville Beach Store. Within 10 minutes I got a reply telling me to call the manager.  They offered me the job after the interview. Broudy’s Liquors is a family owned chain of 5 stores, mostly in St Augustine. The Jax Beach store is great. Right on the border of Jax Beach and Ponte Vedra.  Broudy’s motto is Life’s short, Drink Better. To that end they carry a great selection of beer, wine and liquor.  You can buy a $2 can of Bud Light or a $3800 bottle of scotch.  I’m so lucky to be working there. A great bunch of guys are teaching me the business.  The cool thing is that Broudy’s has a drive thru!  Thanks to friends and neighbors Cory and Maria for snapping the photo of me working the drive through!! 

So my little retirement gig (hey! I’m only 62 so still a few more years until REAL retirement) is perfect. Only a mile and a half from home to work (instead of 82 miles when doing the FHP commute) and only 4 minutes when I hit all the lights green!!  Compared to 80 minutes doing the FHP commute.  I haven’t filled the tank in the truck for two months!!  Barb and I are grateful to Kate and Frank for the hospitality, the FHP for taking a chance on me, for the support from family and friends from afar.  So we are really settling in to beach life now and that’s where we will start our blog. We’ll look back and look forward to bridge all the gaps from “our life and times in the wild wild west” to #jaxbeach jimmy.

We are home!!

JAX BEACH BABY!!!

I love this picture. Although its not great quality, it shows Barb in her happy place. We had been talking and dreaming about a place at the beach. This picture is the first time we went to the beach after closing on our house.  

Hello 2024

Man. 2024 is here. Its been on my radar forever. This is the year that I turn 65. My retirement year.  Medicare, social security, no more work, life of leisure,  all that.

2024 has been on all my retirement paperwork throughout the years of working. my small hp pension comes available this year, and I had seen that March 2024 date on every benefit statement that received since I don’t know when. When we met with Fidelity reps to discuss my 401k the first question always when to do plan to cash in. 2024!   When we decided to pull the trigger and move to Florida, it was all with the goal of getting to 2024 so we could retire comfortably.  I distinctly remember sitting in the hot tub back in Fremont talking to Barb about possibly moving to Florida.  A lot had to happen to make that possible, most notably was selling our house for enough to cover our debts and pay cash here in Florida. The other meatball hanging out there was to find reasonable work (medical insurance) for the next seven years.

Seven years of the great unknown. I had never been without a job, but after a few months enjoying life with Barb and Parker and Kate and Frank I started looking. When I was lucky enough to land a state job with the Florida Highway Patrol I figured I was set. Then, fortunately and unfortunately,  in 2018 we found our forever beach home. Unfortunately that now I have a daily 160 mile commute. Fortunately that we had a great house with fantastic neighbors.  Additionally, we lucked out big time because if we wanted to move to this neighborhood now we could not afford it. Strangely and luckily enough for us, our house’s price has almost doubled since we moved in. Insane but I’m so glad we are on the better side of it. 

Giving up that job at FHP was very hard to do. I was happy there and the people we so good to work for and with.  Luck of the Irish came through and I got the job at the local liquor store that got me to the point.

So where from here?  Been spending some time getting my ducks in a row. Signing up for Medicare, SS, pension. annuity so they all kick in relatively close to each other and hopefully by my birthday next month. 

Goals : Blog, stretch, walk, ride, mediate, read, cook, grandparent, live, breath, laugh and love. Not necessarily in that order.

In my mind its always been about February 2024.  And we are almost there!!

Let the fun begin!!

Crow Chronicles

I think it was when I was in Long Beach watching Betty that the whole crow thing started.  I knew previously that if you treat a crow nicely and feed it snacks that one day that crow may bring you a treasure.  When in California Kelly had a crow that she was trying to befriend. I was feeding it while she hiked and really did start a routine of showing up and being fed every day.  Barb’s girlfriend Marie has “adopted” a couple of crows that she now feeds daily.

There are crows in our neighborhood that we see (and hear)  all the time. Especially when we walk along the creek trail by our house. There is a myriad of wildlife hanging out there. Ducks, geese, Ibis, turtles crows and more!  So we took it upon ourselves to start the great crow experiment.  For a couple of months now we would bring a small bag of nuts on our dog walks and if we saw a crow we would put a nut on the post by the trail. The crow would immediately swoop down in gobble it up.  We’d place  a nut on every other post and sure enough the crow would follow us down the line. Around the bend and headed to home, we would place a bigger pile of nuts on the last post before heading home. Barb even started calling to them on our walks. She’d use the clicking/clucking type noise that you hear crows do. We’d get on the creek trail there and start clicking and clucking away. Good thing only the crows heard us!

So we’ve been doing this regular for the last two months that Kelly has been here. Morning creek trail walk with the dogs. Bring nuts. So now on most days the crows see us before we see them.  The come flying in and hanging out, waiting for a snack.  Sometimes just one crow. Mostly its three that hang our together but a few times we had up to five crows hanging out for morning nuts.  Still putting a big pile on the last post before heading home, but on a few days these crows would follow us all the way (not very far) home. If they made it all the way home with us they would get what’s left of the nuts in a stepping stone next to our mailbox. So a couple of time now there have been crows waiting for us outside the house when we start our walk! Coincidence? I think not. 

Kelly suggested that we start looking for crow treasure. From reading up, most people have a designated spot. One spot and one spot only, to feed the crows. then the crows would reciprocate by bringing treasure to the food box. Crow treasure and include shiny things like bottle tops, the tab from an aluminum can, a button, little pieces of colorful plastic or metal. Since we feed “our” crows all along the creek trail I had to keep an eye out. There has been nothing until today. 

Normal morning creek trail walk. The crows caught up with us eventually and I gave them small bites along the way. Then at the last post where we usually put the final big pile of nuts, I see laying there a bone! Yes, a BONE!!  At first I thought someone just put a bone there for whatever reason. I threw on the grass and placed the pile there and proceeded on our way. When I got home I called Kelly and told her about the bone. “THATS A TREASURE!” she said. Turns our that crows do leave bones that they find as a thank you. She also informed me that we now need to get a crow box to store the crow treasure.  Definitely looking for an upgrade from bones but its interesting! 

52 days of Christmas

We received a Christmas card this week from Barb’s cousins in Virginia! It was mailed December 4th. Arrived January 23rd. 52 days

Riding the Wave

My Dad was a career Safeway employee. 45 years with the same company.  Started as a buyer and ended up as an HR manager and international president of the Safeway Employee Association. During his years with Safeway he is also credited with starting the Safeway Credit Union. Most of his later career, he commuted to Oakland from our house in Daly City.  This was before BART and when bridge toll at the Bay Bridge was a quarter.  Dad was the last of the old breed of management. Worked his way up through the ranks along with everyone else. No college degree, just common sense and good judgement. I know the cost of living was low back then but Dad sure didn’t make the big bucks. I saw some of his W2 forms after he passed away and he wasn’t making much.    When he finally retired, the “new” breed was beginning to take over. The kids with college degrees were moving in and moving up. These are the guys that started making the big bucks. Peter Magowan, Part Owner of the San Francisco Giants was working for Safeway when Dad retired. Peter eventually became CEO of Safeway at the time when upper management of large corporations were starting to make large salaries and wage disparity started to grow.   Dad is lucky he got out when he did.  You don’t see many 45 year employees at any company these days. Fortunately for him, mom and us, He saved his money.  He  started doing a new fangled thing called payroll deduction. Rather than give you a paycheck, they put it right in the bank for you! He also invested. In Safeway, in stocks, and even in limited partnerships. When going through his things after he passed, he was buying limited partnerships in Embassy Suites back in the day! Whatever he did, it worked.  For a guy that never made over 35k a year, he was able to save and invest to where he and mom had a net worth of over one million dollars at retirement.

Dad also invested in us. His kids. Nobody is perfect and neither was dad. But he and mom loved us probably more than we can ever know. Growing up we had what seemed like a good life. Like everyone, we can see in retrospect that it wasn’t all good all the time. We had ups and downs and problems that most families have. The saying, “be kind, for everyone you know is fighting a great battle”, is so true. And true for everyone. Two things come to mind about dad as I write about riding the wave. Work ethic and saving. Dad showed by example and had a 45 year career to show for it.  Get up every morning, shower and shave and put that suit on and commute and then work work work.  Repeat for 16,425 days.   Perhaps his great advise was to use that payroll deduction. “You don’t see the money so you don’t miss it” 

I think I’ve written about this before, but when I got out of the Army in 1981,  my childhood friend handed me a stack of applications that he had picked up while job hunting in what was the new Silicon Valley.  Since I was a military policeman in the Army, I was looking for corporate security jobs.  The applications I submitted resulted in a few interviews but the one I got a call back for was at Avantek Inc.  My interview there was ok. The lady asked me if I knew was a semiconductor was. No. But I got a job offer anyway!  I had been living at mom and dad’s house in Rohnert Park for the couple of months I had been out of the Army, but when I landed the job in Santa Clara, my sissy let me live with them in Palo Alto for a while until I could get on my feet.

Avantek security was ok. I started on  midnight shift and was trained by Carl Devoll.  A great guy that taught me a lot about the job specifics. On the graveyard shift there was plenty of time to talk in between security rounds. I eventually worked all shifts and all positions and was working my way up. I worked in the command center and had 4 security guards that I supervised. It was during this time that I not only met my future wife, but also some of my closest and life long friends.

Barb was a computer operator on the 2nd floor of building three. I was on the first floor of building one. But lucky for me one of the many security cameras that I had to monitor was in the computer room so I got to watch Barb (and her coworkers) whenever I wanted.  Coincidentally it was the same time that the Police released the song I’ll be watching you”, so I used to joke with her about that all the time.  The Command center was also a little bit of a hang out for employees. Everyone in the building had to pass the command center to leave building one, so I got to know almost everyone eventually.  Linda Yan was one of those that would always stop by to chat. Her boyfriend Tim Lobert worked in B-3 and we became and continue to be great friends. By the time I wore Barb down enough to have her agree to go on a date with me,  Tim and I were room mates living the 80’s dream  in a two bedroom apartment in Sunnyvale. 

Barb and I and Tim and Linda became great friends. Like the Gatsbys!!  Parties after work and all weekend long. So many great memories were made and so many we cant remember! Tim and Linda stories reserved for another post!

After a year or so in Security I got a job in MIS ( what is now called information technology) as a computer operator. Barb was my boss!! Well, my dotted line boss anyway. But it was the real beginning of my IT career. Working on a Unisys 2200/400 mainframe computer. Disk drives, tape drives, huge printers. The computer room was a large space. Today all that technology can fit on a desktop, but back then it was state of the art. Again. I worked all shifts, weekend and holidays too, and was promoted up. At some point I left computer operations and became a network technician, setting up modems, and data lines between buildings and facilities. Avantek at the time had locations in Santa Clara, Milpitas, Folsom and Newark. I had a good job, married my sweetheart,  and was working with good people. Life was good!

Right after my 10th anniversary with Avantek,  BOMBSHELL!  Avantek was purchased by Hewlett Packard!!  Nothing changed at first. Still had the same immediate management chain with some new HP folks up top, but HP had bought us for its technology so not too much was going to change.  At this point in time HP was a great company to work for. The founders were retired but still on the board and still active in the overall management of the company.  I was lucky enough to be able to work at the Newark facility which was 5 minutes from home.

All was going on smoothly, my job enabled me to pick up Kelly and Kate from School everyday and the flexible hours meant I went on almost every field trip while they were in grammer school. It was great. I was working hard and getting good pay. Overtime on the weekends whenever I wanted it. At this point I was the IT guy for the Newark facility.  Then in 1999, BOMBSHELL. Newly appointed HP CEO Carly Fiorina decided to “spin-off” the semiconductor, test and measurement and anything else not PC/ Printer or storage related. Agilent technologies was created and I was part of the deal. I  became an Agilent employee (but still held onto my time of service and all). I was a little upset that I was no longer an HP employee but the job remained the same so I was good. Then a few years later, BOMBSHELL.  Agilent was outsourcing its IT services back to HP. HP had just started a new business. IT service management. You worry about your core business and let HP worry about your IT needs.   My head was spinning but bottom line I was going back to HP and supporting Agilent.  Still same desk, hours, but now a different management chain.  I just put my head down, did my job and rode the wave. On the bad side of things, Carly Fiorina was a huge fan of  low overhead. Save money by getting rid of people or by shifting American jobs overseas.  So that meant many of my friends, colleagues and pears were “work force managed”.  A fancy term for laid off, canned, let go. Better and smarter people than I were let go without as much as a “thank you for your 25 years of service”.  This is the dawn of the era where all sorts of jobs left  for India, China, and all points not the USA.  From here on out, the constant threat of losing your job loomed out there like an executioners axe just waiting to fall. Every month end, quarter end or year end press release would say that the only way for the company to do what’s right for its stockholders is to reduce costs. And the best and easiest way to do that was to  reduce headcount or move your job to a “low cost country”

By this time, I was a Vendor Manager, and for whatever reason, that was one of the few positions that they chose to keep local.  Soon after I started working from home full time. I was doing it part time for a while but with all the confusion and management musical chairs that was going on, I was frustrated. When they sent out a form to ask where I worked I put “Work from home”. From then on I was classified as such and spent the next 12 years doing just that. Working from home.

The bombshells were dropping on a regular basis in the years after, and always with the constant threat of lay off.  Eventually, Agilent went looking for a better outsourcing deal and HP lost the contract.  In the last days, I sent out an email to all my HP and Agilent contacts letting them know the situation and that I was looking for work.  Thats when Will Mawhiney saved the day.  I had never met Will face to face. I had talked to him on the phone and been on many conference calls with him over the years. He worked in Colorado Springs and was the guy in charge of the call centers. I dealt with him because I was in charge of the voice and data cabling installers for all facilities in the USA. I sent out my “I’m looking for work” email and a couple days later he responded “I’m shopping you around”

Turns out Will had left the Agilent account and was working on the newly acquired and HUGE Proctor and Gamble account.  HP had  bought Ross Perot’s EDS and one of their outsourcing accounts was Proctor and Gamble. P&G is one of the largest companies in the world so you can imagine that their voice and data needs are great. Will was recently brought onto the P&G team because HP had just won back the voice business that they had lost a few years earlier. Its confusing but whatever. Will was looking for a configuration manager (whatever the hell that is). Well, whatever it was, I was Will’s man.  He got to choose and he chose me. I learned to be a configuration manager and did so for the next 5 years.  HP in their wisdom decided to focus on PCs and Printers only so they did a spinoff. I went to the newly formed HPE ( Hewlett Packard Enterprise ) and continued to work on the P&G account.  HPE in their great wisdom determined that they did not want to be a “services” company any longer so they did a “spin-merge” with Computer Science Corporation and form a new company called DXC Technologies where I continued to work on the P&G account.  For some reason, when we became DXC, I thought it was a good thing. We were the new “pure services” company and had the huge P&G account. I thought I might be set to ride the wave into retirement just like dear old dad!

DXC had different ideas. Will had always been honest about what he knew was going on with headcounts and WFM and what management was deciding about human resources. He told me my name had come up as a possible layoff candidate and that he had fought to keep me. It worked for a while.  Last year, in mid July, after 5 years on the P&G account, the writing was on the wall. Will said that its only a matter of time. My job was being outsourced to Germany. He also said they are not even giving two week notices anymore, so you can expect a call and be expected to be out that day or that week. So on Monday  August 7th last year Will gave me the heads up to expect a call. Later that morning I got a call from my “manager” (who I had never spoken to until this day)  telling me that he is sorry and bla bla bla, yadda yadda  yadda, your last day is Friday.  Since I knew this was coming I was fortunate enough to be able to prepare some choice words for my manager that I had never met nor spoken to, who was laying off a 35 year employee with 4 days notice.  August 11th was my last day and my first day. The last day riding the wave. That wave anyway. But it was also the first day of paddling out to catch the next wave. The wave that brought me and Barb to Florida and the precious time that we get to spend with our grandson. 

Thank God dad’s talk about payroll deduction stuck with me. Lots of things happened over those 35 years. Married Barb. Had two great kids in Kelly and Kate. Bought a house and made friends and memories that last a lifetime.  Made some good and bad financial decisions.  But thanks to Dad, I did put some money away every paycheck..  

I never had a do a resume in my life up until late last year. Even though my work experience  looks somewhat diverse by working for Avantek, HP, Agilent, HPE and DXC, in actuality, I really never left my desk!   Because of the mergers, spinoffs, aquistions, spin mergers, and all  I never lost my years of service. Not that it did me any good in the end, its just weird.

The last year has been the next wave.  When I woke up on Saturday august 12 2017 I was unemployed for the first time since March 1982.  Things changed but they were about to change even more!

Picking up where I left off

For all intensive purposes, jimsjoint went dark three years ago.  The last regular post was April 2015 at our Tahoe family reunion.  A great trip! And a great post, if I say so myself.  Not sure what happened after that, other than general laziness, otherwise busyness, political correctness,  and (mostly) Facebook taking over as the way of keeping people apprised of daily goings on.  DAMN YOU FACEBOOK!!  DAMN YOU!!! 

I KNOW we kept on doing stuff worthy of blog posts, Facebook reminds me every day with “memories”!!    After awhile I just forgot about posting it all together. I threw up a couple of random posts here and there. Mostly out of guilt but also to capture a couple of important things that were jimsjoint worthy. Three years is a long to go without posting, but I never gave up completely. As time went by I always thought in the back of my mind that if I ever get back to it I’ll have a lot of catching up to do!

 If anything, jimsjoint has been the “go to” website to search anything and everything Flaherty Family from February of 2004 to April 2015. Ten years of somewhat regular posting made for a pretty good record of family history. For those of you keeping track, that’s 845 posts, 1012 comments and a whopping 105454 page views! Not bad for a blog that is read by 6-12 people.

With our move to Florida, jimsjoint isn’t “our life and times in the wild wild west” anymore.  That part of our life is over. But a mere memory. And up until now, only a Facebook memory. But that’s changing.  I’ve decided to reach back, way back, and document anything and everything that happened between that great Tahoe Family reunion in April 2015 and the October 22nd 2017,  the day we set foot in Live Oak Florida to start our new adventure. A new chapter of our lives. I may officially retire jimsjoint  at that point and start the “papa diaries”, or “Live Oak Life” or something else fitting and witty.

Stay tuned

Mike Pearson – Mr. P – rest in peace

It was sad news last month when I heard that Mike Pearson had passed away.  Mike, along with his brother Dan, were original Fairlawn Court kids.  Part of our neighborhood group that all grew up together in Daly City.  All the families moved to Fairlawn Ct at the same time. All products of post WWII baby boomer expansion.  Mike was a good guy growing up. Always happy and never a bully (he was  2 years older).  In memory of Mike, were are a few pictures that I found of the good old days back on Fairlawn Court.  Here is Mike , up front,  with John Rezzonico Danny and I.

All my memories of Mike are good ones. Riding bikes, playing Hot Wheels, or just good old fashion games of tag or hide and seek.  Greg, Mike, Danny and Joan.

A young Mike in black bathing suit ready to dive in

I love this one. Mike and I in Rita’s pool. We are only goofing around  here. the sign behind us says ” I DON’T SWIM IN YOUR TOILET SO PLEASE DON’T PEE IN MY POOL”

Like most, we all grew up and grew apart. After High School I went into the Army and never really went back to Daly City much.  My folks had moved and the old court wasn’t the same anymore. 

Went to a little memorial picnic this weekend hosted by Mike’s brother Dan.  It was nice to catch up and share memories of Mike and our Life on Fairlawn Ct,  since we had last seen each other 40 years ago.  There were some of Mike’s life long friends there. Mike had a good life with good friends. Was a cook in the Army and loved motorcycles.  Him and his friends were Russian River enthusiasts who spent many summers at the river.  They all called him “Mr P”.  Sounded like a good life,  except for the cigarette smoking that finally caught up to him.  I never know that Mike. the Mike that I knew you see in these pictures, and that’s how I will remember him. Rest in Peace Mike.