Well I had a lot of help from my father with the soldering and so on and he was very good at math and was fascinated with computers and so I was fortunate enough to have a bunch of exposure going all the way back to high school - this was in the 1960s.
I start to think there really is no cure for depression that happiness is an ongoing battle and I wonder if it isn't one I'll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it's worth it.
