My logs
There was a time when one of the most important documents in my life was the logbook. Going diving I had to keep a logbook period. While playing with my radios I had to keep a logbook. Sitting in my office taking phone call after phone call from other people I had to keep a logbook. Really the only way to keep track of what was going on in a day. After all if someone asked you if you had done such and such a thing you had the log book as a supporting document. I have not had to worry about this over the last ten years. In fact I suspect that I have lost my ability to do so. Perhaps with all this new AI stuff someone else will find a way to do it. But back to keeping a log. It taught me to be accurate and to pay attention to the clock. Everything had to be traceable to the time and date. I have been taught this professionally while working in coast radio. We had typewriters rather than pen and ink and you could not back up and correct an error. You had to let the error stand and then find a new way to record what had actually happened. No room for telling tales. I missed that now. I would love to turn on one of my radios and make a contact with some results in the world and then accurately record the when and the where. I would love to return to the sea although that becomes less and less likely. No I do not want to return to the office but it was a challenge. To always record what had happened if only in one of those CYA moments. You can look it up. It is a viable acronym for what goes on in an office. But back to my logs. I no longer have them. Left behind the last time we moved. And in reality no one else actually cared. After that initial start of phase in radio when the government required me to do so I was never asked to show a log again. That tells you something about the regulations that are put in place even in the hobby world. But keeping a log caught me is that you could record things accurately. You could provide a timestamp for most things that happened during a day. And you could learn to ignore what others so easily ignored.
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