Historical

Here I am in Galveston with my learning group. Watching the group put together their final presentation after 10 months of adventures and learning about the company, technologies and the pervasiveness of technology in every aspect of the business. It has been extremely interesting working with this bunch of talented, energetic and highly skilled people. And Fellows who cared and nurtured and guided.

Tomorrow is the final day. Then we disband, going back to our respective jobs and lives. Maybe there will be reunions when we come together again momentarily to share memories and update. My second learning group and much better this time round cos I missed so much of the first when I was a mentee, not a mentor.

It is also a little weird in a sense. We seem to be little affected by the events of the night before. When the US of A experienced a momentous moment. America has elected its 44th President and some 40-odd years after Martin Luther King gave his life to bring civil rights changes to the country, America has its first African American President. Watching the tv broadcasts last night, late into the night, away from my family, all by myself in a quiet town that was recently ravaged by a hurricane. It all seems a little unreal. I talked to the 3/4 man on the phone and he was getting ready to take a bath just as the election results were coming in from the west coast. Little inconsequential events amidst the unfolding of an inflexion in the history of our adopted country.

We have had no opportunity to see the city. To see how much of a damage the hurricane had wrought. This hotel has been our haven and our prison.

The presentation is looking good. Soon we will be retreating to our rooms to recover from the intense activities of the day. To prepare for the final hurrah. And to go our separate ways day after. I am content.