I always liked to fix stuff. Fixing stuff is not hard, the hard part is finding what is broken.
I was an electronic technician in the Navy where I suppose my formal training fixed me as a fixer.
After the Navy I worked for the Navy department, first as an inspector looking for defects
and then later I was given my own test lab where I was able to test hundreds of broken components.
Unfortunately, they closed the Naval Ordnance Plant Forest Park (NOPF) and with daughter in tow, I moved back home and went to college.
I fixed the college with a three times weekly newsletter I called the TNT (Today's News Today)
While at MVCC, I figured out the operating Principle of the Universe. Well, part of it.
We cut classes one day and went to the Chicago Museum of Science and Industry and while I was walking around the Hall of Mathematics
I came across a huge box in the middle of the aisle with slots cut into its sides so that one could look inside.
Looking inside I heard beautiful music and saw blackness.
In the blackness I saw moving geometrical shapes sweeping from side to side.
Triangles, squars trapazoids, circles,
all of which were changing shape as they moved from one end to the other.
At first I had to find out how they did it.
They strung strings from side to side,
grouped such that a cross section of a particular group looked like a triangle, and so on.
Then they played a slit of light on the strings which illuminated the cross section.
Then they moved the light and the changing angles went from a line to a rectangle to a square and then back to a line, and so on.
It was fascinating. After a while something happened inside my head.
It was as if the light came inside my head and lit my mind up.
Suddenly I knew something I never knew before.
I wanted to write it down, since poetry was my thing at that time, and not knowing that such things cannot be written down,
I did it.
As we were leaving the museum, I thought of the coin, and how the whole coin is made of the two sides or parts.
The sides of a coin make up the whole coin. I thought that had said it.
But it didn't take me very long to realize that I already knew that.
In fact everyone knows that. And what happened to me was something I didn't know.
So, my act of genius was merely to think "there must be more to it."
and sure enough, by the time we got to our car in the parking lot,
it occured to me that there is an inbetween the two sides of every coin.
In other words there are three sides to every coin.
That was new enough for me.
At some point I decided that this principle was universal.
I think it came with the original insight.
The rest of the story is about my search for others saying the same thing.