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.