Steven Edward Ward

No kids, no comments.

Got B.S. in Chemistry and M.S. in Environmental Analytical Chemistry from UNLV (where I met my beautiful, intelligent wife Susan, who is also a chemist and microbiologist; we have been married for 27 years)). Worked as consultant and researcher for EPA. Ran the methods development office at AOAC International in Gaithersburg, MD. Obtained ISO and NIST certifications for the manufacture of standards used to test laboratories under contract the the EPAS Superfund office. Made corrections to two errors in the analysis of environmental contaminants in the Code of Federal Regulations. Had five scientific publications. Went to work as contractor to DOE. Worked as staff chemist and remediation supervisor at Nevada Test Site, where, in 2004, I contracted Lyme disease and two coinfections. Have been on ttd since 2009 and have fought workers comp insurance Co for 11 years (and counting). Goodbye retirement!! One bottle of medicine costs $935 for a 1.5 month supply. It adds up. So I am trying to write a book about monetary corruption in government and another on anarcho-syndicalism. Oh by the way, lived next door to Sam Giancona's granddaughter for about 5 years; she and her husband were great neighbors! (If you never heard of him, look him up; you will be surprised.) Heard some very interesting stories!

I live in Manassas Park; close enough.

Sadly, no, but I would like to. Update: got in touch with Larry Fields, a good friend and great guy!

As I have for the past 40 years, I still believe in the legalization of marijuana, the decimation of money-grubbing, benefit-denying insurance companies, libertarians and those insipid Tea Partiers!

Crushes: vicki vennell (for anyone who knows her, that never would have worked out anyway), stephanie bodemer, Sherri Culbertson, Barbara Harding, Deborah Quant, and Gail Fishman, off the top of my head. History teacher Dr. Levy was great. Mr Firkins was pretty cool too.

Embarrassments: not having the guts to ask out who I was interested in (fear of rejection, I guess.)

Funniest moments: I had the whole classroom laughing (even Mr. Carter, the English teacher) when he asked me what a paradox was. After several seconds I replied "two docks"! Since, I have invented my own paradox from the symptoms of Lyme disease: a clear fog.

Favorite hangout: Ft. Hunt Park, of course.

Do more of my own independent studying. This came along later in life and I bury myself in it. While to this day I believe it gave me insights into alternative ways of thinking (most of them positive) and developing a passionate desire of equality and compassion for everyone, I might have lightened up on the drug use.