My name is Steven Barone and this is my website. I was born on September 10, 1954 in a small town named Alamosa, Colorado. Alamosa is in the San Luis Valley in Southern Colorado. The San Luis Valley has been a major UFO hotspot for decades. I didn’t live in Alamosa for long because my mom and dad were gypsies for lack of a better term. We would pack up and move at the drop of a hat. Most of our time, we were living in either Southern Colorado or Las Vegas, Nevada. We also lived in Reno, Nevada once and in Amarillo, Texas once, but I was too young to really remember Amarillo. There are good things and bad things about being on the move all the time. On the negative side, it was difficult to change schools so often because the curriculum was always different each time we changed schools. It was also sad because we would always have to leave our friends behind. Sometimes my parents would move so quickly that we never had time to say goodbye or even tell our friends that we were moving away. Lastly, I was a pretty athletic kid. I was very good at track and field, gymnastics and any type of throwing. I always had a good arm. That said, we were never living anywhere long enough to be on a team and participate.
On the positive side I was able to learn much more about the world and especially other people. I never had any problems with kids who were from other races or cultures and grew up liking just about everybody. I always had an open mind because I had to make all my own decisions. My parents made sure us kids were clothed and fed with a roof over our heads but that’s pretty much where it ended. They were never mentors or good role models for us. We didn’t go to church or any other activity. We never had an allowance and our parents never gave us any money. If we wanted to have something we needed to figure a way out to do it on our own. I became a dishwasher at a mountain truck stop at the age of about ten years old. I was making eighty cents an hour and was happy to have it. By the time I was twelve I had a job here in Las Vegas delivering newspapers. In the morning I would deliver the Las Vegas Sun and in the evening I would deliver the Review Journal. At first I had to carry one of those canvas bags that fit poncho-like over your shoulders until I had saved up enough money to buy myself a bike. Life improved greatly for me when I finally got that bicycle. I even had to go door to door and collect for the newspapers.
So, I don’t have any animosity towards my parents. They have both passed away quite a long time ago but in a strange way I feel like they actually did me a favor. I had to earn my way through life because nobody was ever going to bail me out or help me. My biggest disappointment with my parents was that they never made even the smallest effort to do anything for me. They visited my home one time when we lived in the same town as them. They never babysat for my son either as my mom couldn’t stand being around kids. They didn’t come to my wedding or to our sons birth. Once again, they did me another favor in a strange way. I learned that I will always be there for my son and for my family. My son grew up in the same city and never had to change schools. My wife and I supported him in anything he ever wanted to do. He spent fours years on the Santa Rosa Neptune’s swim team and then several more years doing karate.
I joined the Navy in 1972 and had to have my parents sign for me because I was about three months short of my eighteenth birthday. I served from June of 1972 to June of 1975. I received an honorable discharge after serving my time. Although I never wanted to make a career out of it the Navy was one of the best things that had ever happened to me up to that point in my life. I was in a unit called Beachmaster Unit 2 which was based on the Naval Amphibious Base in Little Creek, Virginia along with the Seabees and Seal Team 2. I had no idea what a Beachmaster was until I finally arrived in Little Creek. Beachmaster’s are in charge of the beach during ship to shore assaults and landings. Those were some amazing years for me. I joined the Navy because I wanted to see the world and man did I see it. In three short years, I made three Mediterranean cruises. Two were for six months and the third lasted about four months. I also did six, six-week Caribbean cruises. Following my first cruise I liked it so much that each time I would return to the states I would immediately volunteer to go out on the next cruise no matter where it was going. I was always allowed to go because I was experienced. Some of the guys in the unit didn’t want to go because they were married so they were always happy to have me fill in for them.
When I left the Navy I went back to Colorado where my parents were living at the time. They lived in a tiny mountain town called South Fork. It was beautiful there but isolated. The only jobs I did there was to work in a sawmill and as a log skidder out in the woods. In 1978, I decided that logging was never going to be a career for me so I packed up what belongings I had and moved to Northern California. Turns out that moving there was one of the smartest things I ever did. Between 1978 and 1983 I did a variety of jobs. I was still single and trying to find my way in life while still partying with my friends. I built furniture, was a carpenter and worked in a door company. It seemed for awhile like I was always going to be working with wood. Not so! In 1981, I met my wife to be, the love of my life, Susan Shanahan and we married on September 11, 1983. Little did we know at the time that Sue was already pregnant and our son came along nine months later. That changed everything again. It was time for me to quit goofing around and get serious about work and making a good life for my new family.
In 1984, I went to work for a fledgling high-tech company making hard disks for hard drives in computers. I started as a machine operator. At the time, the company had about 250 employees. It was a startup company and the process they used to make the disks was very flawed. Yields were in the 30% range. Each percentage point literally meant millions of dollars to the company so any increase in yield made a huge difference to them. By then I thoroughly understood the process and had ideas to improve the yield. Nobody would listen and soon people started getting laid off. It got to the point where all but 15 of us were gone and I was the newest person to still have a job. It was going to be our job to run out the inventory and then our jobs would be lost as well. All along I had kept saying I could solve the big problem which was scratches on the platters or disks but nobody listened until the eleventh hour. One day they pulled me off the manufacturing floor and brought me into a meeting with management and the CEO at the time. They said Steve, we’ve heard that you think you can solve the scratch problems and I said yes, I can. They asked what my idea was and I told them. One of the main engineers who was involved with creating the company listened and said, that won’t work.
Surprisingly the CEO pulled him out of the decision making loop and said go out there, tell us what you need and we’ll give it a try. So, I setup my experiment and had it running within a couple hours. It was actually quite simple what I did as I think that simple is usually always better. By the time the day was over the yield had jumped up to 89%. That’s about a 59% improvement. Within a couple months the company was fully staffed and our jobs were saved. That same process lasted in different forms all the away until 2002 when manufacturing was moved to Malaysia. They had used the process as well. Other than my marriage and the birth of my son that was one of my proudest accomplishments because I know I made a huge difference in the lives of a lot of good people. By the time I was there six months I had already become a supervisor there. In 1997 I went to Malaysia for a month with two co-workers to train engineers. By 2002 all the manufacturing in the United States was moved to Kuching, Sarawak Malaysia. Fortunately for me I had been there for eighteen years and was ready for something new. I had saved a lot of money and made it up into upper management but it was time to do something completely different.
My wife and I decided that we would move to St. George, Utah to be closer to my siblings. We had always been near her family. She had been a Paralegal all the years and wanted to try something new so she went to work at SkyWest Airlines working in their corporate headquarters. It’s difficult to make the kind on money I was making in California so I decided to try real estate. It seemed to be my best bet to at least try and come close to what I was making in California. St. George is about 34 miles from Mesquite, Nevada so I got my real estate licenses in both Nevada and Utah. It wasn’t a mistake but I hated it. I had never done sales before and it wasn’t my bag. I had been doing web design and graphic design since the start of the Internet so I decided to start building custom websites and promoting them. That lasted up until several months ago where I finally shut it down and became semi-retired. There’s much more to tell and I’m not writing a book here so let me end by saying that I only have one regret in life. That regret is that I started smoking cigarettes at the age of about fourteen and have been smoking ever since. I am still fairly healthy but it was a real dumb thing to do. If I had to do it all over again I wouldn’t change a thing except the smoking. Lastly, I have never been religious and am an Atheist. I always have been because I chose my own path and went with my gut feelings. I’m not a radical Atheist either because I know I could be wrong. Some of my dearest friends are very religious and I hope they don’t look down on me for admitting I am an Atheist. I certainly don’t hold anything against them.
UFO’s? Aliens? Yes, I have always believed in them for as long as I can remember. I don’t have any idea who might have been controlling the crafts I have videotaped recently but whoever it is, it’s amazing and incredible. We live in a world that is much stranger than most people are aware of.