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One week to go and the building is nearly empty. The material things such as cubicles, chairs, and people are obviously missing. There is dead silence under the air handling system. The sound of ringing phones, printers, rolling carts, the "chip shooter", hallway gatherings, and filled conference rooms are all but gone. But even with the remaining skeleton crew helping to close this final phase of Artesyn/Heurikon, the sounds of camaraderie and friendship still speak loudly within. Respect, cooperation, and a strong sense of family still remain, and one can still feel that good things were housed under this roof. Each one of us shares those feelings, which makes this chapter the hardest to finish. Artesyn/Heurikon as a business will soon be forgotten, but all that has been shared and accomplished will forever be remembered. |
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Heurikon Historical Highlights
Between October 1991 and September 1992, I wrote a series of articles for the Heurikon Horizon, our in-house newsletter. Over the next several months I'll be posting those articles to exHeurikon.com (hopefully, a bit more frequently than when they originally appeared).
One of them describes the world's first portable computer. Yes, Heurikon built it. Stay tuned.
Oh, when you see "today" in the articles, that means circia 1992. Enjoy,
Jeff. |
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The image speaks for itself.
I had a paper version posted in my office, back in the days when it all seemed possible. :-)
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A little history. These were sent out to the whole company back in 1994 and 1995. They mention some of the old boards we sold back in those days.
Chistmas at Heurikon (or the Nightmare before Christmas)
'Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the place The Engineers were nestled all snug in their cubes When over in sales there arose such a clatter The glow of the lights on the big shiny bell And then Tom out of breath, a runnin' he came, Then Cheryl and Sandra and wee little Phylis Our glorious leader, merry old Bob But ignoring his warning, we broke out the beer, A. Byron, S. Raasch, P. Roberts; 1994
Chistmas at Heurikon (or the Nightmare before Christmas) 'Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the place The Engineers were nestled all snug in their cubes When over in sales there arose such a clatter The glow of the lights on the big shiny bell, And then Tom out of breath, a runnin' he came, Then Tammy and Karen and wee little Phylis Our glorious leader, merry old Bob But ignoring his warning, we broke out the beer, A. Byron, S. Raasch, P. Roberts; 1995
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