My father was a CPA. He worked hard in the aircraft industry, and would come home more and more infrequently. He was about to leave my mother, which he did when I was 15.
They don't call it the Internet anymore, they call it cloud computing. I'm no longer resisting the name. Call it what you want.
I tremble for my country when I hear of confidence expressed in me. I know too well my weakness, that our only hope is in God.