by Harry H.
I was working on the Viking program at
Lockheed Martin in Denver, Colorado, in the 1970s with my friend Don Greatorex.
We were working in the machine shop and were looking for the supervisor to get
our parts. My friend was 6 feet 4 inches tall, and I'm just a measly 5 feet 3
inches. As usual, the supervisor would say, "I have your parts, but I don't see the little guy, so I guess he
doesn't get his parts." I worked with a lot of great people and we all
enjoyed our jobs because we joked with each other, but also always treated each
other and everyone with respect.
