Something keeps telling me to share this with all of you. So here goes. In the 50s my grandpa worked on computers, programmed them. Clearly this was when they were huge and took up entire rooms. He died in 1975 when he was 41. Everyone that ever talks about him said he was brilliant. I don’t think he had a normal computer job at all. He and the family lived in lots of different places and often traveled for his job. One place in particular was Oklahoma. My grandma never told me exactly what he did. No one really knew. When my dad and uncle got close to school age he decided to come back to his home town and settle down. He got a job at the phone company as the lead communications expert. Apparently after he left he would get phone calls and been on for hours and would read off series of numbers (binary code?). The “phone company” would bring a company Bronco from up north every winter and give it to him to drive so he would not be stranded in the snow. There long windy country road (think very rural) would get plowed literally up to the driveway and that’s it. When he died he had a full military funeral not just the Veterans but supposedly had not served since the 50s. Oh and he used to take my dad to a mountain base for telephone work and my dad said he was allowed to go into off limit areas. My dad shared all this with me. I know this doesn’t have anything to do with Q but I wonder what he was working on. I also think I have a lot of him in me and that’s why I can see things like Q and not brush it off. Thanks for listening.