Louvenia Reed May 9, 1929-May 20, 2007 I mourn my mother, my friend
Happiness
I asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me what is happiness. And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands of men. They all shook their heads and gave me a smile as though I was trying to fool with them And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Desplaines river And I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their women and children and a keg of beer and an accordion.
As I’ve gotten older (note the photo of a bald guy above), I’ve come to realize why my grandfather and then my father often commented on some event by saying, “That reminds me of when …” As a boy, I rolled my eyes at these things, not seeing their relevance. Now, I recognize that age and experience do bring some ability to recognize current events as somewhat similar to previous ones. What’s it called? Ah, yes, they call it wisdom, I believe. Such is the case with multicore designs and our lamentable lack of parallel software and tools.
The slides from my presentation at the President's Council of Science and Technology Advisors (PCAST) PCAST meeting last week are now up on the OSTP web site. I discussed the context for this presentation in an earlier post.
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