Letter from the CEO
WWDC, Pain at the Pump and Dads
By Robert Pritchett
We do have representation on the ground at WWDC and we will
get a first-hand report from Jonathan Hoyle for the World Wide Developer's
Conference - http://developer.apple.com/wwdc/sessions/.
We also have great mind-bending commentary from other
staff-writers at macCompanion magazine.
I hope you take time to read their words and also their great reviews of books,
hardware and software this month. We are still all-volunteer and it shows. Now there is a byline we probably could use! ;^)
Thanks so much to those of you who took the time to send us
your financial support via PayPal
It proves you not only read us, you respond when we ask for donations to keep macCompanion magazine going. I cannot express enough how
grateful I am to you. It means an enormous amount to me. Please spread the word!
PESWiki
Personally, I've been very busy working on the
website – PESWiki.com,
visiting plant locations for future products in the Alternative Energy
industry. Yes, you can participate by registering. I handle that manually to
avoid he Spammers and Pornapreneurs from mucking things up. Just send a
Username and Password and your name to webmaster@pureenergysystems.com and it will get done.
Hydrogen Generation
I'm particularly jazzed about hydrogen generation. I am
driving around in a Turbo Diesel Cargo Van that without the hydrogen, runs like the dog it is. I have an
on-off switch and it is immediately obvious when the generator is off. Every vehicle can become a hybrid – http://www.h2ohybridpro.com no matter
how old it is. Improved power, cleaner exhaust, better fuel mileage (gas or
diesel). It is not a scam. It works. I've proved it. The reason why it is not
being approved at government levels is because the process cannot be taxed.
Until water and baking soda can be taxed, it will not be "approved"
for public consumption. So we are doing at it at the grassroots level. One
vehicle at a time. Tens of thousands of vehicles already have these devices in
them. Your pocketbook will be happier. Mine is.
Listen to Brent Burns' Ode to Gas
- Report
"Pain at the Pump"
Father's Day
I would like to take a little bit of time to praise my
father. He kept me alive through priesthood blessings and I should have died as
a child after having been a pincushion and guinea pig for months inside an
oxygen tent in a hospital, as I suffered just about every childhood disease
imaginable. Today most of our children's children will never have to go we at
we went through in our childhoods. I wasn't a pioneer. I was just a recipient
of inspired doctors and blessed enough to be the firstborn to a dad who honored
his priesthood and was always worthy to give blessings.
When I wasn't working with my grandfather on the dairy farm
during the summers (another great surrogate dad!), I was home and saw my father
work long weeks as a music teacher in public school and spent evenings running
live dance bands on Saturday nights, usually coming home smelling like a tavern
(cigarette smoke) early Sunday mornings and sometime going to church meetings
smelling like he smoked 6 packs a day. It was in his clothes and skin as 2nd-hand
smoke.
My father sacrificed his health to keep a roof over our
heads, clothes on our backs and food in our bellies. Many years later, he
coughed up black stuff for weeks, until his lungs cleared.
He is now a bionic man with titanium knees. He uses hearing
aids due to loss caused from sitting in front of ons-stage speakers that
blasted out real danced music as he played guitar. He can finally walk without
chronic pain almost without a cane and is no longer bowlegged, caused by
Rickets when he was a kid. Mom said he is like a young man again. The surgery
was painful and difficult, but he survived and is looking good today. Next up,
shoulder replacement for chronic bursitis, caused by decades of directing
orchestras, choirs and music in church.
I worked with Dad on Elder's Quorum projects building homes,
roofing, splitting cedar rails for fund-raising, Home Teaching to members of
the church, engine rebuilding of vehicles, musical instrument repairs and
playing instruments in orchestra concerts.
He took time to drive us around the Pacific Northwest, go to
Long Beach to dig for clams and always drove us to the farm during vacations no
matter how bad the weather, so we could do our part, working vacations, by
helping our grandparents milk cows, put up the hay, etc.
Dad still plays in orchestras, runs the Old Time Fiddlers
music group in Kittitas county, WA and still tunes pianos.
Dad, thanks for being there when I needed you. You still are
and I still do. I wish I could be as good a dad as you.
