"We Are Not Alone"

Besides, the energy fields encircling each vehicle, the timed traffic lights and the invasive energy anti-collision barriers, made car accidents a thing of the past.
As soon as he got home he ran upstairs to his bedroom and powered up his laptop. It was so fast with its molecular-organic, second-generation chip, that his computer had the capacity to store more information than the supercomputers at the turn into the twenty-first century.

Still mesmerized with his thoughts of the first manmade machines to enter into the heliopause, he wanted to know more . . . more about who was the chief designer of the Voyagers at NASA.
“He must have been so brilliant and he was only twenty-four at the time.”
Within a split second, his laptop gave him the name of the chief designer.
“I must write to him at once! I have so much that I want to know! Great! Here is his address. Oh shit! He doesn’t exactly live around the corner . . . Doctor Jack Redman, Chief Astrophysicist and Engineer and Director of Exploration Activities!”

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Michael Price checked for e-mails from Dr. Redman as often as five times a day. Anxious to receive a reply to his memo, Michael e-mailed, faxed and even mailed a copy