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I received a call this past week from Carolyn regarding her husband’s passing in Texas. I had worked with James in 1995 at the Unocal Oil Refinery on San Pablo Bay, right next to San Francisco Bay. We both worked trouble tickets on electrical and telecommunications systems throughout the oil refinery. We only worked together briefly, but our friendship went beyond our employment. We spent som...

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