As the prospect of retirement begins to appear on the outer edges of my radar, I’ve been reflecting on this engineering career that has occupied a large chunk of my adult life. It’s been a rewarding journey and I have no regrets, but what was it that excited me about engineering in the first place?
I don’t believe it was genetics; my Dad was a Professor of Speech and Drama, and my Mom was a schoolteacher who chose to stay at home once I was born. I don’t recall lying in my crib staring at some dangling toy and thinking “I can do better than that.” It’s safe to conclude that I wasn’t born for this profession. If not nature, it must have been nurture.

