My Paternal Grandfather died in 1988 when I was in High School. He was a good man from Idaho. I remember reading his obituary and I had one of those “aha” moments. I realized for the first time in my life that my Grandfather had worked as an Engineer at the Nuclear Facility near Idaho Falls. Up to that point in my life, he had always been Grandpa – the guy who loved to farm and spend time in his garden. I had never realized what he had done for a living as he always talked about farming, hunting, and Church, never once did he mention his 35 years as an engineer. I am not sure why that has stuck with me, but anytime I feel engulfed in work, I try to remember the lesson I learned from a hardworking Idaho farmboy – that Family and Church come first. It has helped me achieve a better sense of balance in my life.