I had no idea this was the man who was responsible for the cleanroom where I spent thousands of hours working in right after college. To get in a Class 10 cleanroom, there was the laborious routine of gowning from head to toe and then taking the air shower and passing through the airlock before entering the place that looked like it belonged in science fiction. It was a strange environment trying to recognize anyone because all you can see are people’s eyes through goggles. After awhile you remember their gait as the first tell. There was even a belief that exposure to the air inside made people, say for lack of a better word, amorous. Myth or true maybe some can chime in.

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