I discovered something interesting about experience in 1982 that rocked my world, and it's something that has remained with me.
I grew up in my Dad's TV repair shop. "BIll Wilson's Color TV" opened in 1955 on Grand River Ave in Detroit, and in 1957, I happened along. My Mom would take me with her on afternoons when she ran the shop (my Dad had a 2nd job at Massey Fergusen in those days), and on the weekends, I'd go in with my Dad while he worked on TV's & radios.
Over the years, the business moved, ending up in Highland Michigan, eventually being converted into movie rental stores. My Dad was one of the first to see the potential in renting vcr's and movies, and came up with a spiffy name: MOVIELAND
At one time, he had more than 50 stores in 4 states.
But Movieland did not come into being until I was around 20 years old, and by that time, I had about 12 years experience as an electronic tech, having worked for my Dad after school and on weekends all of those years I was growing up. And even as a kid, I was a pretty good tech.
I remember one guy my Dad hired as a bench tech. The guy was in his 40's, and had attended Reitz Electronic's School (my dad had also went there). I came in after school, and saw that he had ordered a tube for a set owned by a customer who was known to have a bad temper: we needed to fix that set, and fix it fast.
He had ordered a 6GH8a, which is a small tube used for the 3.58 oscillator (color frequency). I took the guy to the tube cabinet, and grabbed a 6EA8, and handed it to him, explaining that the 6EA8 was a known sub for the 6GH8a. Sure enough, it fixed the color problem.
The next day when I went in, the guy was no longer there. My Dad explained to me that the guy had been embarrassed by having a 12 year old kid 'show him up' (the guy's own words), and said that 'one of us had to go.' My Dad showed him the door.
But my Dad also had a little talk with me about humility, and that lesson sank in:
"Be humble, but don't let pride or humility cloud reality"
Good advice, even if I cannot always follow it myself.
But the real eye-opener happened in 1982. I was working part time for a guy in Garden City, Michigan, and repairing a lot of tuners.
Even though I had literally taken apart, cleaned and repaired hundreds of tuners before, I found that I was questioning myself... paying special attention to detail.
I mentioned it to the owner, and asked what he thought about it.
This man was very unique. he had worked for years repairing TV's, and had been a cameraman employed by CBC (Canadian TV) on the Bill Kennedy TV show ('Bill Kennedy at the movies'), and the 'Jingles the Clown" tv shows.
But in his early 50's, he decided to change his life: he enrolled at the University of Windsor, and got a couple of degrees in math and english.
He had a ton of life experience, and I really enjoyed talking with him and getting his take on things.
His take on my sudden special attention to detail: it was a sign of intellectual growth and insight. Roland (1 of the 2 Roland's I have met in my life) also said that most people don't find themselves doing this until they're a bit older, and have been doing whatever triggered this for many years. My years in my Dad's TV shop had jump-started me, and got me to that stage much earlier than most achieve it at.
I found myself remembering this lesson after the weekend at the Jack's Old South BBQ Cooking School:
Pay special attention to details, even those you know forwards and backwards.
Good piece Chris!