Saturday, September 30, 2006
Arrived...
Exactly 18 hours after I left my old home in Kentucky at 5:30 am, I arrived in Maine at 11:30 PM. I'm worn out. I need to sleep. Night.
Friday, September 29, 2006
Resignation leter
Letter of resignation,
This communiqué is to place notice of my resignation of the position of Programmer Analyst III with the Kentucky State Police as of September 29, 2006, to take the position of Software Development Leader for Computer Science Corporation in Bath, ME.
I have enjoyed the opportunity I have been presented working for this agency. While KYOPS and CRASH has been my mainstay through out most of my employ, I have enjoyed the opportunity to craft software solutions the most. I thank Jeanne Clotfelter for her faith in my abilities and expecting the best from me. My relationship with John Carrico has brought about the most challenges by requiring me to look for means to accomplish goals I initially thought were unrealistic. I would like to applaud Angie Taulbee for her growth since we began working together a few months ago. I know I have the systems I have supported in able hands and hope they are better now than when I assumed the responsibilities. Also, I would like to thank Jerry Wright for being an excellent example of someone who gives 100% every day regardless of pay or position and showing respect to others in their fields. I know I’ve left out so many names some of which are Keith Hellard for laughs, Paul Galliher for complexity, Angie Douglas for reminders, Rick Cunningham for reminding me to make everyday special, Teresa Brown for spirit, Bob Holtgrave, Paul and Dave Kalan, Steve Roadcap and Ken Campbell for leaving me problems to clean up, Michelle Roberts for VBA, Vince Schmit for no spoons and for making “Your Vocation, Your Advocation”, Wes Willoughby for network support, the Command staff for.. .um… commands, and finally for Rob Miller for the opportunity.
Lastly, I somber just a bit to think of that group picture we made some years ago and scratch out those who are no longer with us. I never though I’d be the next one. Head up, hands raised, and thrilled at what’s around the bend.
Excelsior!
Chad Cornett
Programmer Analyst III
This communiqué is to place notice of my resignation of the position of Programmer Analyst III with the Kentucky State Police as of September 29, 2006, to take the position of Software Development Leader for Computer Science Corporation in Bath, ME.
I have enjoyed the opportunity I have been presented working for this agency. While KYOPS and CRASH has been my mainstay through out most of my employ, I have enjoyed the opportunity to craft software solutions the most. I thank Jeanne Clotfelter for her faith in my abilities and expecting the best from me. My relationship with John Carrico has brought about the most challenges by requiring me to look for means to accomplish goals I initially thought were unrealistic. I would like to applaud Angie Taulbee for her growth since we began working together a few months ago. I know I have the systems I have supported in able hands and hope they are better now than when I assumed the responsibilities. Also, I would like to thank Jerry Wright for being an excellent example of someone who gives 100% every day regardless of pay or position and showing respect to others in their fields. I know I’ve left out so many names some of which are Keith Hellard for laughs, Paul Galliher for complexity, Angie Douglas for reminders, Rick Cunningham for reminding me to make everyday special, Teresa Brown for spirit, Bob Holtgrave, Paul and Dave Kalan, Steve Roadcap and Ken Campbell for leaving me problems to clean up, Michelle Roberts for VBA, Vince Schmit for no spoons and for making “Your Vocation, Your Advocation”, Wes Willoughby for network support, the Command staff for.. .um… commands, and finally for Rob Miller for the opportunity.
Lastly, I somber just a bit to think of that group picture we made some years ago and scratch out those who are no longer with us. I never though I’d be the next one. Head up, hands raised, and thrilled at what’s around the bend.
Excelsior!
Chad Cornett
Programmer Analyst III
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Life turned upside and shaken and stirred.
What a difference 3 months make. Lets start at the beginning.
End of June 2006.
It all started with a push of a button. This button may not have the power of the one in the White House, but my life could not have been more turned upside down. It was pressed not by the President of the United States of America, but by Bonnie. This is the daughter of the lady, Jean, my father-in-law lived with. She called my wife to tell her that Mary'sfather had fallen and taken a turn for the worse. She should come if she wanted to see him in this world. My wife, his only living relative, rushed out, took the kids and spent 2 weeks at his side. She returned around the first week in July.
3 days later we were heading back for the funeral. This was very difficult as I was the one who actually lead the funeral due to uncontrolable circumstances. We did a nice memoral video slide show that you can see here. Thanks to everyone who sent flowers and cards.
A few days before the funeral while we were franticly running around making arrangements, my wife's niece's husband, Chris Hastings, asked me to submit a resume for a position that was opening up at his work. I was busy at the time and said I would when I got around to it. Still later I was sitting at my mother-in-laws computer preparing the memorial video and the message to present when he called again to ask if I had time after the funeral to do a phone interview. "Sure, sometime later," I hurredly said getting back to scanning, croping, and color correcting old photos.
Monday. The funeral went ok. I put the chairs out at the graveside. I helped put the Video presentation. I comforted my wife. I gave the graveside speech. No complaints. I was glad I could do this for Mary. I've never felt like I was everthing for my wife as much I was that day. After the message was given at the grave side and the video was played at the reception at the church, I sat down and the tears flowed. I was strong through what I had to do and when it was done my strength was gone. I could see how I felt for just a moment. It felt good to let it out.
Tuesday, the day after the funeral, I took my family away to have some time to ourselves and relax from the stress of letting go of "Granpa Jack". They were playing in the ocean when my cellphone went off and it was Chris again. Now he was asking for me to come all the way to Bath, ME to do a face-to-face interview. I agreed. I thought it was be a great time to get away by myself drive and think. Remember, it is still legal to think and drive.
Wednesday.
I drove the 45 minutes to Bath and sat down with a lady, 2 men, and a faceless voice on a hands free phone. I didn't consider this to be a serious job interview. I lived 1100 miles from here. These folks didn't really know me and I didn't think we would connect. But I found these people were mostly transplant too. They hard working IT professionals and we had lots in common. The job needed VB experience, knowledge of SQL servers, and FTP scripting knowledge. This was right up my alley. But I still never thought it would work. I mean, when does somebody who knows what they are doing ever really get the right job compared to vice-versa? I've never been the relaxed as I was in the job interview. I guess it came across as confidence. B-D
Later.
When we arrived home, we were exhausted. I took a good long time to shake it all off. I waited to hear that someone else had received that position. But everything I kept hearing from family there is which house I should buy. I became short with them at times because I still didn't think this was real. Well after much up and downs, stops and starts, which I didn't know about, 2 months later I am packing my stuff up and heading for Maine. My family will follow by Thanksgiving, Lord willing, after the house sells or is ready to sell. I'll be working for CSC an contractor for Bath Iron Works, "lead shipyard for 10 surface ship classes produced by the U.S. Navy, more than any other U.S. shipyard."
We tried to mend some relationships that were broken before we left. Some people who are close to us feel like we leaving because of them. That is not so. If you miss the Providence in this, you aren't looking. we have houses available close to family. The company actually agreed to the dollar what I knew we had to have. I feel like I'm walking in thin air and the Lord is laying down the steps in front of me. I just have to take the next step.
I'll miss Kentucky...some. I've never been afraid of new places and new people.
End of June 2006.
It all started with a push of a button. This button may not have the power of the one in the White House, but my life could not have been more turned upside down. It was pressed not by the President of the United States of America, but by Bonnie
3 days later we were heading back for the funeral. This was very difficult as I was the one who actually lead the funeral due to uncontrolable circumstances. We did a nice memoral video slide show that you can see here. Thanks to everyone who sent flowers and cards.
A few days before the funeral while we were franticly running around making arrangements, my wife's niece's husband, Chris Hastings, asked me to submit a resume for a position that was opening up at his work. I was busy at the time and said I would when I got around to it. Still later I was sitting at my mother-in-laws computer
Monday. The funeral went ok. I put the chairs out at the graveside. I helped put the Video presentation. I comforted my wife. I gave the graveside speech. No complaints. I was glad I could do this for Mary. I've never felt like I was everthing for my wife as much I was that day. After the message was given at the grave side and the video was played at the reception at the church, I sat down and the tears flowed. I was strong through what I had to do and when it was done my strength was gone. I could see how I felt for just a moment. It felt good to let it out.
Tuesday, the day after the funeral, I took my family away to have some time to ourselves and relax from the stress of letting go of "Granpa Jack". They were playing in the ocean when my cellphone went off and it was Chris again. Now he was asking for me to come all the way to Bath, ME to do a face-to-face interview. I agreed. I thought it was be a great time to get away by myself drive and think. Remember, it is still legal to think and drive.
Wednesday.
I drove the 45 minutes to Bath and sat down with a lady, 2 men, and a faceless voice on a hands free phone. I didn't consider this to be a serious job interview. I lived 1100 miles from here. These folks didn't really know me and I didn't think we would connect. But I found these people were mostly transplant too. They hard working IT professionals and we had lots in common. The job needed VB experience, knowledge of SQL servers, and FTP scripting knowledge. This was right up my alley. But I still never thought it would work. I mean, when does somebody who knows what they are doing ever really get the right job compared to vice-versa? I've never been the relaxed as I was in the job interview. I guess it came across as confidence. B-D
Later.
When we arrived home, we were exhausted. I took a good long time to shake it all off. I waited to hear that someone else had received that position. But everything I kept hearing from family there is which house I should buy. I became short with them at times because I still didn't think this was real. Well after much up and downs, stops and starts, which I didn't know about, 2 months later I am packing my stuff up and heading for Maine. My family will follow by Thanksgiving, Lord willing, after the house sells or is ready to sell. I'll be working for CSC an contractor for Bath Iron Works,
We tried to mend some relationships that were broken before we left. Some people who are close to us feel like we leaving because of them. That is not so. If you miss the Providence in this, you aren't looking. we have houses available close to family. The company actually agreed to the dollar what I knew we had to have. I feel like I'm walking in thin air and the Lord is laying down the steps in front of me. I just have to take the next step.
I'll miss Kentucky...some. I've never been afraid of new places and new people.