Have Dwight Hooker Send a Fax

29 December 2014

Having a September birthday, I was just seventeen when I graduated from Skyline High School and started working in an architectural firm as a receptionist/secretary. Because my mother forced me to take a typing class in the eighth grade, I was a fast typist. I learned to take meeting notes, make coffee, and file.

In 1988, the fax machine was new and cutting edge.

John Pace, one of the principal partners, tasked me with researching fax machines and making a recommendation for purchase. I felt important.

When the fax machine arrived, I loaded the thermal paper roll. The architects shuffled down the stairs and crammed into the copy room to see it.
But, we did not know who to fax.

With a smirking smile, someone suggested, “call Dwight Hooker at 1515 in Park City and have him fax some photos.”

Everyone, but me, laughed.

I had not met Dwight Hooker. I did not know that Dwight left his career as a photographer for Playboy to become an architect.