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first assignment,” the professor said, not waiting for everyone to be seated. “Momentarily, we will go down to the supply room where you will each be issued a computer for your personal and school use. You will take it to your room and set it up using the instructions provided,” he said as he hefted a sheaf of paper.
“This is to be completed before class begins at eight tomorrow morning. Since you have all had some exposure to computers, I expect that there will be no problems.”
Delmar did not like the sound of that warning.
“Bring notebooks and several good pens to class tomorrow,” the professor continued. “We will be taking an all day tour of the science museum, so either pack a lunch or bring some money. There are no student food dispensers.
∞∞∞
Retired Galactic Axia Trooper Chaplain Jake Sender glanced up from his book as his wife walked into the living room and sat down at their home office computer. Taking the machine out of standby, she checked the status of several systems.
“The mailbox is full,” Sherry Sender said as the monitor displayed their starmail account. “How long has it been since you’ve checked your starmail?”
Still engrossed in his book, Jake only shrugged his shoulders. “It’s usually just bills and religious junk mail anyway,” he lamented defensively. “Why get excited over that?” He tried to concentrate on the fiction book he was reading.
Sherry scrolled down through the list of starmail and highlighted the ones she would send to the printer.
“Hey!” she said brightly as the screen scrolled to the bottom. “Here’s a letter from Agnes and Robert.”
She printed out her selections, then placed the majority of the mail (mostly bills) into her husband’s outstretched hand and sat down in her chair with the letter from the Hassels. Clearing her throat to garner her husband’s attention, Sherry read aloud while Jake put down his book to listen.
Dear Sherry and Jake,
Greetings from our home to yours! By the time you get this, Delmar and Stan should be settling in at the training institute for their advanced computer training. We haven’t received any word yet (it’s too soon) but Robert says that you should be able to find them via the institute directory. I suppose Delmar has no starmail account yet or he would have written by now.
We enjoyed having both of them here, and we were really impressed with Stan. We had a going-away party for them a couple of days before they left and it went great. I noticed that Stan was reluctant to socialize with the young women, so we didn’t press it when I dragged Delmar along to meet a few of local girls. I suspect that Stan is still grieving over the death of his fiancé. Do you think you might be able to help? Delmar said he doesn’t talk about it much.
Well, have fun when you visit the boys, and Robert says to harass them for him. It will be different for them being among the few troopers at a civilian school.
Love, Robert and Agnes
“So the boys finally made it to school,” Jake said after Sherry finished reading the letter.
“Sounds like Stan is having a few problems. When do you want to go visit?”
“Not so fast woman!” Jake exclaimed. With a grunt, he lifted his artificial left leg down from his footstool.
“First, we don’t know where they live, and second, I don’t want to just drop in unannounced. And third, we don’t even know Stan.”
“And fourth, my love?” asked Sherry sweetly.
“And fourth, my leg is killing me,” Jake answered. “I’ve got to give my assistant more time in the pulpit.”
Sherry reached over and stroked her husband’s hair. “I’ll find their address.” She got up and went over to the comm line to activate the directory. Jake just shook his head and rubbed his leg. He had never been able to slow her down, and he never would.
∞∞∞
With an ear splitting blare, the structural integrity klaxon sounded throughout the control cabin of the
“This is to be completed before class begins at eight tomorrow morning. Since you have all had some exposure to computers, I expect that there will be no problems.”
Delmar did not like the sound of that warning.
“Bring notebooks and several good pens to class tomorrow,” the professor continued. “We will be taking an all day tour of the science museum, so either pack a lunch or bring some money. There are no student food dispensers.
∞∞∞
Retired Galactic Axia Trooper Chaplain Jake Sender glanced up from his book as his wife walked into the living room and sat down at their home office computer. Taking the machine out of standby, she checked the status of several systems.
“The mailbox is full,” Sherry Sender said as the monitor displayed their starmail account. “How long has it been since you’ve checked your starmail?”
Still engrossed in his book, Jake only shrugged his shoulders. “It’s usually just bills and religious junk mail anyway,” he lamented defensively. “Why get excited over that?” He tried to concentrate on the fiction book he was reading.
Sherry scrolled down through the list of starmail and highlighted the ones she would send to the printer.
“Hey!” she said brightly as the screen scrolled to the bottom. “Here’s a letter from Agnes and Robert.”
She printed out her selections, then placed the majority of the mail (mostly bills) into her husband’s outstretched hand and sat down in her chair with the letter from the Hassels. Clearing her throat to garner her husband’s attention, Sherry read aloud while Jake put down his book to listen.
Dear Sherry and Jake,
Greetings from our home to yours! By the time you get this, Delmar and Stan should be settling in at the training institute for their advanced computer training. We haven’t received any word yet (it’s too soon) but Robert says that you should be able to find them via the institute directory. I suppose Delmar has no starmail account yet or he would have written by now.
We enjoyed having both of them here, and we were really impressed with Stan. We had a going-away party for them a couple of days before they left and it went great. I noticed that Stan was reluctant to socialize with the young women, so we didn’t press it when I dragged Delmar along to meet a few of local girls. I suspect that Stan is still grieving over the death of his fiancé. Do you think you might be able to help? Delmar said he doesn’t talk about it much.
Well, have fun when you visit the boys, and Robert says to harass them for him. It will be different for them being among the few troopers at a civilian school.
Love, Robert and Agnes
“So the boys finally made it to school,” Jake said after Sherry finished reading the letter.
“Sounds like Stan is having a few problems. When do you want to go visit?”
“Not so fast woman!” Jake exclaimed. With a grunt, he lifted his artificial left leg down from his footstool.
“First, we don’t know where they live, and second, I don’t want to just drop in unannounced. And third, we don’t even know Stan.”
“And fourth, my love?” asked Sherry sweetly.
“And fourth, my leg is killing me,” Jake answered. “I’ve got to give my assistant more time in the pulpit.”
Sherry reached over and stroked her husband’s hair. “I’ll find their address.” She got up and went over to the comm line to activate the directory. Jake just shook his head and rubbed his leg. He had never been able to slow her down, and he never would.
∞∞∞
With an ear splitting blare, the structural integrity klaxon sounded throughout the control cabin of the
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