This is the story of my life so far: 68 years and counting.
Prequel: A Brief History of my Family in France
In 1993 or 1993, the founders of CR2A, the software house where I was working, have sold the company. To improve the balance sheet, they had decided to suggest to several of the software engineers, including me, that they should look for another job, with the implied threat that we would be fired if we did not leave the company.
Fortunately, my boss went to explain to the founders that they should not get rid of me, so I did not leave the company then.
Because of this, and the situation at home, where Geneviève is living but not really living with us, and my desire that my children learn another language and be exposed to another culture, I had decided to emigrate to North America. I had good memories of my stay in Halifax, Nova Scotia, in 1979-1982.
During the meetings for the standardization of Ada 95, I met several times Philippe Kruchten, a French software architect who was then working in British Columbia. I asked him if he could find me a job in Canada, and he replied by asking me to send my curriculum vitae.
Philippe's employer was then Rational Software. His job was software architect for the Canadian Automated Air Traffic System (CAATS) that was developed in Richmond, British Columbia by Hughes Aircraft of Canada, a company that no longer exists.
Philippe gave my CV to Rational and Hughes Aircraft, and I was interviewed over the phone by various people. The conversations with Rational did not go very far, but Hughes Aircraft was interested in me. I am sure that Philippe's recommendation was a big part of it.
To be sure that I was a good fit for working for CAATS, CR2A, my employer, and Hughes Aircraft made a deal: I would be sent for 4 months to Canada to work for Hughes Aircraft. During this four months, I would be able to decide if I really wanted to work for CAATS and Hughes Aircraft would be able to decide if they wanted to hire me.
I had told CR2A that my goal was to be hired by Hughes Aircraft, so that they would be no surprise for them.
And in February 1994, I flew to British Columbia to start my four month stint for CAATS.
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