The days ahead were bright but vexxing.
People I knew at IBM, just up the road a few miles in Armonk or at the Watson lab a little farther away in Yorktown Heights, had all moved around. The famous “Blue Ninja,” Lee Reiswig (whom I just found out died a few months ago; RIP) was nowhere to be found. The IBM people I could get on the phone, young, enthusiastic, soulless IBM drones, were now saying to use Windows of all things.