An Engineer’s Journal: Open-minded

He turned to me and asked why had I come, “To be an engineer” was my reply, To which he scoffed and rudely put me down To think a girl was pushing out a guy. A few months hence, regardless how I tried, My Chem.instructor oft would make a scene, To call attention to my […]

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An Engineer’s Journal: June 1967, “Lunch”

***** An Engineer’s Journal: June 1967 As a graduate chemical engineer, I expected the vagaries of being a woman in a traditionally male profession.  Yet, on that first day as a Process Design Engineer, I could not have predicted my first problematic situation in the corporate world. Employed by an international, consumer products organization, my […]

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An Engineer’s Journal: The Summer of ’66

It was with some trepidation that I boarded the #1 bus at Penn Station. A summer job at Stanley Tools seemed to be the next best thing to an actual internship in industry; and the summer between junior and senior year at Newark College of Engineering demanded a significant notch in my experience belt. Besides, […]

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An Engineer’s Journal: June, 2001 – Turning The Page

“Until the day I die, I’ll never forget those glassy, unblinking eyes.” they haunt me still, Years were cut abruptly, I regret, His callous satisfaction, feigned conceal. To some he was a buddy, someone real But I, a distaff staffer, stood outside, I chuckled not at vulgar chats, but steeled myself, though reddened cheeks I […]

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An Engineer’s Journal (October 1963): Chemistry 101

October, 1963 She missed the bus. Building up a ‘psychological head-of-steam’, she envisioned her ‘grand entrance’ into Professor C’s Chemistry class. His rants were the stuff of urban legend. To make matters worse, the lecture hall was an intimidating venue, with tiered seating that funneled student attention toward the prof’s desk and blackboard down in […]

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An Engineer’s Journal: Orientation Day, 1963

Journal Entry: September 18, 1963 Today’s assembly was nerve-racking.  I got through the bookstore successfully, managing to get every book on the list, the K&E slide rule, drafting instruments and seven college-lined notebooks.  My biggest problem (or so I thought walking over to the auditorium) was carrying the heavy book-bag. I was wrong. The Dean’s […]

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An Engineer’s Journal: April, 1967 – Interview Day

Journal Entry, April 21, 1967:  Interview Day on Campus Why did I add my name to so many sign-up sheets?  Hedging my bets, I suppose.  That little insistent voice in the back of my head is still gnawing at my insecurities.  Maybe I’m not good enough or smart enough.  Maybe I am still listening to […]

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