Last Day with Microsoft

From: Jeremy Jameson
Sent: Friday, September 02, 2011 3:01 PM
To: [snip, snip]
Subject: Last day with Microsoft

Today is my last day with Microsoft and it is with a heavy heart that I now say farewell to past and present teammates, coworkers, and managers.

The last 11 years have been an incredible chapter in my life. Together we have overcome numerous challenges, helped create amazing solutions for our customers, and enjoyed numerous “highs” in the world of technology (and, quite frankly, perservered through the occasional “low” as well).

I’ve learned more in the past decade of my life than perhaps any other, and I wouldn’t trade my decision to join Microsoft for anything (especially considering it put me on the path to meeting my wife and eventually to our daughter). In my time here, I’ve worked with some of the smartest and most talented people I’ve ever known.

I’m not really sure what the next 11 years hold in store for me, but the mere thought that at the end of it, my daughter will be learning how to drive gives me great pause (not to mention the fact that I will then be over 50).

After today, you can reach me via {firstname}_{lastname} or using my new business email (see below).

Sometimes when I rise out of bed much too early in the morning (such as today) and the world is quiet, I close my eyes and clearly see memories from years ago as if they just happened yesterday. This morning, I was remembering my second day at Microsoft when Ron Stutz told me to head over to J.D. Edwards and help a couple of other Microsoft consultants replace Site Server on their “Knowledge Garden” solution with “Tahoe”. [For those too young to remember, “Tahoe” was the code name for SharePoint Portal Server 2001.]

Since I am far better with technology than I am with prose, I’ll leave you with the following to express how much I appreciate our time together and sincerely hope our paths cross again...

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.

I am haunted by waters.

– Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It

Jeremy Jameson
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