Started doing specs in 1960! Doin it off and on since; full time for last 12 years.
Do you know that at that time, it was a valid, worth-while and demanding ambition to be a Spec Writer.
From your drafting table [remember them?] in one row of several in the large drafting room [no cubes; no individual phones; precious little space to operate much less have a picture of the wife and kids]. Many of us had the deep desire to some day!!! Be the man [Sorry ladies] in the chair at the board FACING usi.e. the Chief Draftsman!!
Here was seated the source of ALL knowledge, the driver, the mentor, the cantankerous SOB, who in the end was seemingly always right. With white shirt, and bow tie, he knew what the project was about and how best to document it, using th best of detailing and the most skilled of get this!manual drafting![remember, light weight!!!] Whoa!
But in a room, lined with books and catalogs, and with a well-worn set of Sweets, resided the – quiet now!!!Spec Writer. Paper all over the place, but in neat stacks, and woe to any who move a page much less a stack. Here is where even the Chief Draftsman sometimes found answers and information even he needed. Here was a quiet, studious, pretty much a dedicated work-a-holic, who ground out, page after pagemeticulous, neat, well-drawn, and in the current lexicon, properly wordsmithed!
The air in the room usually smelled of pipe smoke [better than cigarettes, safer, and you could just hold it forever in your teeth. But with that was the smell of experience, knowledge, goodness, reliable information, and if you got on his good side, a resource that was always available, and never messed with your mindyou got good, direct answers or directions, quickly.
Oh, yes; best you store that information in YOUR minddont ask again!