In 1966, delivering a new Failing 1250 rig to the Georgia Institute of Technology in Atlanta led to a new job and a host of new experiences.
I filled out papers and located a temporary apartment upon my arrival. Then commenced daily attendance at Georgia Tech as a staff member and senior research technician (read: driller). While my rig was being fitted for core drilling in South Georgia, I was making lists of supplies needed to do the drilling. I presented my list to Barbara Bell at the purchasing office. As she went over my handwritten list, Barbara would correct my misspelled words by drawing a circle around them with a red pen and write the correct spelling over each misspelled word (supplys = supplies). Laughing, I told Barbara I came there to work, not learn; however, I learned a lot.