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The shore recedes from view, seems all is calm,
But rumbling rifts unseen, love can’t sustain,
He stands alone ‘neath leaning, whispering palms,
Muted, baffled, passions yet untamed.
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An Engineer’s Journal: June 1967
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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.