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har·bor (här'ber) 1. A portion of a body of water along the shore deep enough for anchoring a ship, and so situated with respect to the coastal features, wether natural or artificial, as to provide protections from the winds, waves, and currents. 2. such a body of water having docks or port facilities. 3. any place of shelter or refuge. 4. to give shelter to; offer refuge to: to harbor refugees 5. to conceal; hide: to harbor fugatives 6. to keep or hold in the mind; maintain; entertain: to harbor suspicion 7. to house or contain. 8. to shelter (a vessel), as in harbor --v.i. 9. (of a vessel) to take shelter in a harbor ALSO esp. Brit.,harbour
Welcome to the web harbor. This represents my little corner of the 'Net and has been clogging the collective bandwidth with meaningless and insignificant information since 1993. It was first posted by a fledgling programmer as an attempt to break out of the mainframe world and find out what this HTML and web stuff was all about anyway. After all, I was at the time a mainframe and UNIX programmer and a daily user of the 'Net. Usenet, gopher, ftp and smtp, that is; and I was heard to mumble on more than one occasion "No _REAL_ man has ever pointed and clicked his way through cyberspace"
Originally running on a Free BSD box under my brothers desk at UC Davis, the page has floundered about or wallowed in obscurity on various hardware and software platforms across several companies finally landing on a server at Combie Lake Internet Services (which incidentally is still owned by my brother Rob, lending credence to the theory that life is cyclical)
In actuality, the history of the web harbor goes back a bit farther than the original publishing in 1993. For it all really began in 1989 with a small dial-in BBS called "WORMWooD". Originally started in the mid '80s by Richard Hoopes, he gave me the BBS (machine and all) to run in 1989. The board ran continuously until 1992 when, due to work requirements and a relocation to the LA area, I had to shut the BBS down "temporarily". I still have dreams of resurrecting the BBS in it's early 90's state via some web based terminal, but that project languishes on the back burner along with many of the other "cool" but impractical things that I would like to do.
In reality, this page serves as a jumping off place for me, and as a sandbox to play in so that my skills only remain slightly obsolete. The site represents a limited cross section of my brain (as frightening as that may be at times). There is the Naval history museum (which stands alone as part of the NavShips Naval History Ring) and "The Left Page" which is my way of shouting my own opinions into the vortex of the web to be read and observed by perhaps no one. The Workshop contains my own works in progress, and portions are (regrettably) password protected. If you have stumbled upon this page, please feel free to poke around, there may be a few interesting tidbits tucked away here and there.
