Jos called his father "Popster". That's me.
Jos loved his work at WebTV because
I don't know if this is the place to say it (or if it should be said at all) but Jos's pay nearly quadrupled in the two years he was at WebTV (with more on the way). I mention this not to brag about my son's prospective wealth, but to illustrate that he really did find himself: Two years earlier, he had been living with his parents, unable to get an $8/hour webmaster job, and planning a bizarre life style, maybe working in a pulp mill in Eureka [I refused to cosign his lease], or being a masseur in Memphis or New Orleans [Mumsie hated this plan]. Now, not only was he enormously happy, but his income began to allow him to think realistically of having a family and a home in Silicon Valley -- though he didn't say that. He had only just turned 25 and had no regular girlfriend yet. His Mumalum and Popalop thought they'd almost made it to heaven then too.