Jay,
In answer to your last question, when I finished my BA, the Federal Gov't had imposed a hiring freeze; not a good thing for someone who intended to work in the public sector. Student loans were not as easily obtainable then as they are now, so I decided to put off graduate school for a few years (bad mistake, as you get older you lose all respect for ivory tower professors). My wife had a background in journalism and television production in Ecuador, but was having trouble securing work in that area here, even with a US master's degree, so we decided to combine our career goals and start a Spanish language
newspaper to support the growing Hispanic population in Utah and the region. She wrote the articles and I did everything else.
At the same time we started publishing, a new organization was forming to deal with Hispanic issues in the State. We joined and I was asked to be on the Steering Committee. I dealt primarily with Legislative watchdogging and investigating complaints. We published the newspaper for four years then sold it when our second child was born. The asking price was to pay off our debts. We were lucky, as was my father, who had fronted us $14,000 he never anticipated getting back. I continued active with the Hispanic Association for a few more years, fading out of it finally as capable and willing young Hispanics began to become active in forming a
local chapter of La Raza.
I was also a member of a development group at the University of Utah. I had recommended to the group that, as an exercise, they take the theory they had learned and, rather than go to another country, they go the Navajo Reservation. It was through that effort and my work at the State Capitol that I was invited to participate in the creation of the short lived Utah Intertribal Coalition (at least I think that is what it was called -- I had blocked out the memory).
Because the newspaper was not a financial success, I was in need of a real job. My father was planning on retiring from his position as a civilian researcher with the Dept. of Army and he leveraged a position for me with the company that wanted to hire him. I worked for them and then Battelle for just over ten years, doing paper studies on Chemical and Biological Defense. The work then moved to Maryland but I couldn't follow and deteriorating health kept me from pursuing work here.
My wife has a good position at the local Community College so I have been a house husband for about 12 years now, which worked out well for the first few years, as we have a Down Syndrome girl who needed extra help when she was younger. I started to get restless after she entered Junior High.
About 6 years ago, my wife had me get involved with UN Online Volunteers. I was accepted and trained as an online project facilitator by an NGO based in the Netherlands. My first assignment was a fisheries project in Nigeria. Predictably, it blew up within six months after a UN brokered border realignment resulted in a secessionist movement followed by forced relocations, property confiscations, disease, malnutrition, rape, torture, murder, etc. I have been spending a great deal of time since then advocating on behalf of my client population, even after the NGO dropped them and flushed the project down the memory hole. According to the UN, everything is just fine, a diplomatic triumph. I call it Hurricane Kofi. Imposed human suffering without the bother and expense of war, all in a vain attempt to salvage the corrupt and incompetent tenure of a failed UN Secretary General.
My research for the fisheries project prompted me to join the Stoves list at bioenergylists.com when I needed input for a fish smoker design, and my renewed interest in stoves eventually led me to Permies (and Donkey's
Rocket Stove Forum). Because of my lifelong interest in development and
appropriate technology (I read Mother Earth News when I was young, but not since it gentrified -- "affluent hippie" seems to be a contradiction in terms, but there sure are a lot of them), I have found Permies to be quite enjoyable to participate in, though I am not an ideal fit.
Well, that took awhile to read, but you did ask.