I was flying out of Albuquerque and a young Hispanic guy sat Just an old guy who fixes airplanes shirt next to me. He had a ton of tattoos and frankly looked like a gang member to small town hick me. I asked him where he was going and he said that he was an instrument technician and was on his way to The Idaho National Labs to help start up some technical equipment. He worked at Los Alamos National Labs, where I was working as a consultant. He was a very nice and intelligent young man and I felt like the idiot that I am.