My background is in computer technology from 1967 until recently. From operations, to programmer, to systems analyst, to manager, to director, to entrepreneur; I have always enjoyed creating systems; and now books. I’ve been blessed to work with incredible associates over the years, and have had many successes; successes together as a team.
I’m a storyteller who writes in ‘series‘; building, probing, and developing characters and plots over time where they can grow and change. The 2129 Series makes an educated guess at where technology will be in 2129 and beyond. I think of it as Science Predictions, rather than Science Fiction.
I hope my writing reflects my love of family. Without my family, I shudder to think of where I might have ended up. We’ve been extremely fortunate with ours, but I also know the tremendous amount of work, effort, and love that goes into making it successful. Children and grandchildren fill the voids of the heart, even when you recognized yourself in them as they grow. I’m the guy in the red shirt.
I’ve known many sides of “family”, as my Written for My Children series chronicles. It takes great effort and determination to make a great family, and all great families have a leader. The leader in our family has always been my wife. From our first date as sophomores in high school (1964). I knew Linda would build a great family — and she has.
My friendships run deep. I’ve always enjoyed our past adventures and look forward to seeing friends whenever I can. Family and friendships are what make the world go around for me. I spend a lot of time remembering and enjoying a very full and fulfilling life.
In so many ways, we are formed by the friendships we have enjoyed, and yes, in some cases, regretted. I wonder if our friendships can sustain the social media culture of today.
P.S. On 1/19/2022 we lost our son, Mark. I’ve never known sorrow like this. A mother-son bond is extremely special. My wife is still heartbroken. A father always tries to relive his childhood through his son. Mark was my best friend for 51 years, in addition to being an incredible son. His memories will comfort us, someday, but today there’s only grief. RIP Mark, cancer can no longer ravish you. I can’t wait to see you again. Dad
BillDeFoor 