"Are you looking at ME, or at my wife, Becky?"
I've earned a degree in Electronics Engineering Technology, served 20 years in the US Navy - during which I sailed the seas on FBM Submarines, a Submarine Tender, a Spruance Class Destroyer and an old Fast Frigate, the "Fast" designation being a bit of a joke. I earned five consecutive Good Conduct Medals in the Navy, which doesn't mean I didn't do anything wrong, just that I didn't get caught at or blamed for it. I've built pipe organs, served as Administrative Assistant in a Home Owners Association, was the Office Coordinator for a floring store and was Technical Assistance Agent in a call center. I was also organist at a few churches and a Substitute organist for several others. I was Interim Organist at two others besides. Now I'm retired.
As such, I held the post as Treasurer for my former church, during which time I learned that someone who collects money for an organization is called, in Irish, "Reachtaire," which sounds like the English word, "Racketeer," and is the root of that English word. After several years, though, the stress of handling money (and dealing with the IRS) got to me, causing no end of health problems. The stress level still didn't decrease after leaving the Racketeering business, so I've also resigned my position as Cantor/Director of Music. Now I'm even more retired.
At our present church, we are stubbornly resisting positions of responsibility, but we have joined their choir and handbells. When we were deep in the Great Separation (Covid Restrictions) our Interim Priest asked for volunteers to read Compline one night a week at 8pm. Against my better judgement, I volunteered for the Monday night gig. Becky had been doing it along with me, providing a meditative reading or joining me in a hymn or anthem at the proper time, and we've been enjoying the experience. We never know how many people have tuned in to see our broadcast, though we can find out later in the week.