"The first Sunday my fiancé and I attended
Church we stood around after the service talking with various
people. One tall older gentleman came up, shook our hands and asked
if we were new to the area. Did we work at Stanford?
"No," I replied. "I work at a small Internet startup," I said
sheepishly while stifling a cough.
"Oh, well don't tell me anything I need to sign an NDA for," he
"Don't worry about that," I laughed. "All of our stuff is open
source and public domain anyway."
The old man cocked an eyebrow at me and said, "I've written a
few open source programs in my day. Perhaps I didn't introduce
myself. My name is Don ... Don Knuth."