High School 8Th Grade

Resume for Fred Weems

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Olathe KS, 66062

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Let’s start off by saying I’ve had a nice, long adventurous life. I just turned 70 last June during what I call my heart attack season. Resolved it with a quadruple bypass surgery in July. Recovering nicely, walking a couple of blocks each day now. Education: Lots of it!

Army brat growing up, spent a number of years in what was then West Germany. Exchange student in the 8th grade in Stuttgart, learned a bit of the language along the way.

Graduated in 1970 from Frankfurt American High School in Frankfurt, West Germany. Rather accidentally got a National Merit Scholarship, went to U of Arkansas for a year, and stumbled into the US Air Force Academy, escaping in 1975 with a degree in astronautical engineering, otherwise known as rocket science. Flew mostly front line fighter jets for the next 21 years, mostly rather ugly airplanes like the F-111 Aardvark and the A-10 Warthog. Did some FCF (Functional Check Flying) when I was based at RAF Upper Heyford flying E model F-111’s. Retired 26 years ago, still intact in spite of a number of silly adventures and combat tours.

Continued my flying career with the airlines, retiring from American Airlines 10 years ago.

Along the way I picked up a law degree from Mizzou, and maintained a solo law practice till just a few years ago. Picked up a music degree from Missouri Western in music composition. I am the composer and playwright for a new ballet called Dark Fairy. It was staged a few years ago at the Missouri Theater in St Joseph.

Spent a year in Xi’an, China, learning to speak terrible Mandarin. It took me most of that year just to learn to write my name. Not exactly the ace of the base there.

Ran away to Wyoming for a while and stumbled my way through a degree in astronomy and astrophysics.

My job since my surgery up till now has been to be a lazy bum, do nothing of substance until my body recovers from the surgery. I’m very good at my job, good enough to think of demanding a raise for my superior efforts at being a lazy bum. My sweet wife says that I’m not just a couch potato, but rather the sweet potato of the couch. She is very wise.

Time moves on, and being a lazy bum is no longer sufficient. Perhaps I can be of some use for you guys.