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JOAN McNERNAY : Meteorologist
JOAN McNERNAY : Word Processor

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JOAN McNERNAY
Meteorologist

One summer when only seven, he heard thunderstorms bursting through skies, watched lightening slash bright Z’s across night. Later Michael studied for hours currents of mercurial storms and cloud formations. Stratus, altostratus, cirrus, cumulus fell swiftly from his lips. Some places burned with rings of blistering winds sweeping across the desert. Rains rammed houses downstream on the plains. Northern ice bashed trees breaking power lines. His desire was to understand grand forces… tornado, hurricane, drought, blizzard. Calculating air currents, moisture, heat or cold indices to predict the atmosphere. Moods of the sky master puzzled Michael. he only knew what he did not know. Why this same force creates rainbows yet pummels whole towns with its fists?

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JOAN McNERNAY
Word Processor 

She often thought words just spilled through her fingers. It was all learned so long ago by touch typing in school. Then she was thrilled by winning an over ninety-words-a-minute prize. Margie was sure to transcribe important documents. She finished the form letter. Now what must be remembered was paragraph three goes with addressee list five. Section seven contains financial disclosure which only went to top list number one. Someone would check it. Technological advances had replaced people. Equipment never felt sick or required holidays, vacations, breaks. Much more cost effective. Margie wanted to close her eyes against this flood of words. Shut her ears against the pounding of machines, sighs of other operators.

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