In my high school Physical Education (P.E.) class there was a required run that all students had to do. The run took up one whole class period, taking into consideration the duration it would take for everybody to complete it. Your grade was based on a chart that listed your age and the amount of time that it took for you to complete the run. Because our school mascot was the Rams, the run was called the RAM JAM. In P.E. I thought that only an 'A' grade was acceptable. There were some days when I would line up at the starting point of the RAM JAM and I couldn't stand the thought of having to run it. I was never the fastest kid but I always wanted to get an 'A' grade. Once the whistle was blown for me to start the run I dreaded it until a burst of energy would come over me and competition against the clock became my best friend.
Life is much like the RAM JAM. There are certain things that don't seem the most exciting. Sometimes those things turn out to be the very best.
I work for the Boeing Company and I am a member of the team that builds the Main Instrument Panel in the cockpit of the 737 Commercial jet. It is made up of many different sub-assemblies and every part is expected to be installed per the blueprint. I have the desire every day to assemble and install every part, exactly as they are designed to fit together.
I believe that doing my best allows a feeling of peace in my life. I am trying to live my own life in a way that would be pleasing to those who care about me the most. My personal measuring stick, when I do something in life, is whether Becky would approve of my actions. I don't want to do anything that would embarrass her or anyone else in our family.
Our RAM JAM of life deserves our very best effort. Ready, Set, Go!
