Whenever we kids inquired about his work, Dad’s reply was always the same. “Secrets,” he’d say, with a sly grin. I knew that Dad was an engineer, but not the train kind. His engineering was called aeronautical, and it was much harder to comprehend.Dad guided us kids into the front yard one night. We huddled together on the driveway while he enthusiastically pointed toward some lights in the dark sky. He spoke about satellites and missiles, but his words made no sense to me. All I grasped was that my dad knew secrets about lights in the night sky, and probably not many other dads did.
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My dad said something similar (sort of) when we asked: "I could tell you but I'd have to kill you." Or he'd just say "I'm building the death ray." He was an aeronautical engineer who designed wings on military craft (like the F-22, the Stealth, etc.). Of course, they were all TOP SECRET. At one point, he told me, "I'm supposed to report people who ask me a lot of questions."
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