About Me

    Patricia Yue, President & CEO of Tyte Analytics, LLC?
    Senior Consultant for Strata Information Group?
    LDS Entrepreneur? – Religion is a Core Value
    Dutchess of Digits? – Only because Goddess is too flashy…
    Grandmother? - Maya, Jazmin and Lilian (Simply wonderful girls)
    Mother? Anthony, Kriztina and Nikita (and all their friends)
    Wife? Frank Yue, a super Network Geek, and  “ScubaFrank

Depends on the situtation, the day and time as to which more closely describes me.   I am most widely known as “Trish” to my friends, and have found very few people I have met that I would not call just that.   I would have to say that was the way it was from the time I could walk to present.

I was the middle child of 3 and grew up all my adolescent life as an Air Force Brat.  Eldest sister Pam was born in Sacramento, California, I was born in Sheboygan, Wisconsin and my brother was born in Ogden, Utah.  So, needless to say, we moved around a lot.  I always used Sheboygan as my home town when asked, but anywhere in the US  from Eielson Air Force Base, Alaska to Oxford, Mississippi you could say I was from.  We did not ever live outside the US, but East, West, North and South we covered the US pretty thouroughly.

My father was career Air Force.  He met my mother in the Air Force also.  Due to rules governing women back when the dinosaurs roamed, she was given the option to retire from the Air Force, or retire from the Air Force.  She chose to simply retire from the Air Force and follow my father from base to base as a civil service secretary.  She had crazy fast typing speeds, and could chicken scratch notes, or as they called it back in the day, “short hand”, faster than most people could talk.   Believe me, that came in handy during my college years when I would often test her typing speeds against my hand held cassette recorder while she would transcribe my notes for study sessions.  I can safely say I did not get any of her talents.  She could also read the dribble I would write on papers, articles I would submit, and other writing activities, and while typing would transcribe my thoughts to eloquent grammatically correct works of art.   I can tell you that people who have to read my writings these days sorely miss my mother being my secretary.  At least I am aware that my one and only fault in life is that I truly attack the English language and grammar rules at every sitting.  I think that is why I am a fantastic programmer.  The words I type do not have to be in the dictionary and as long as I stay consistent with my misspellings, I can call them Variables.

As we approached the age to complete high school, my father was to move to Iran as his last station in the Air Force before he retired.  We were all excited for the move until the coordinator asked us if we were really attached to our family pet, Smokey.  He was a grey toy poodle that had grown up with us most our lives.   The coordinator went on to say that the dogs were going missing from the families and they thought that the locals might be stealing them and eating them.  My sister firmly put her foot down on the move and said she would not go where Smokey was not safe.   I was already planning how I could apply to colleges that would put me close to family, but not close enough that I didn’t get to live on campus somewhere.   My father decided that if we truly didn’t want to go to Iran any longer, he would retire a little bit earlier than planned (26 yrs of service), and we would all move to Mississippi where he was born and raised.  We would stop to let him retire in a state in the middle of the US so that he could get the best retirement package (cool feature of being in the Military, you belong to the state you retire in).  Then we were off to Mississippi, where I discovered Ole Miss.  My mother took a position at the College while we finished up high school.  We were coming from the North and Military schools, so we had the number of credits we needed to graduate in MS.  But, we still had to meet the state requirements.  That required me to take Mississippi History and an additional English course.  I added a splash of all the Math courses I could fit into my schedule, and then I added Future Farmers of America, FFA.  They said they never had any girls in FFA at  West Union High School before, so of course that was something I wanted to do.  They also had a real nice corduroy jacket I just had to have.  It was blue, and had a large FFA patch on it.  A must have!

After graduation, it was off to College at Ole Miss.   I originally thought I wanted to be a math teacher since most my family (other than my father) were educators.  My grandfather was a math teacher and basketball coach.  My uncle was a principle.  My Aunt Francis was the guidance counselor at the high school I had just graduated from.  I only had to sit in her office once.   Simple Frog incident, nothing too drastic.  -=halo=-

The neighbor across the gravel road, Jimmy Burks, was going to Mississippi State and was following a Computer Science path.  He made the comment to me one day that girls could not make it in Engineering, so of course that meant I had to change my major.  You can see it was my only choice after the gauntlet was thrown, can’t you?   So those of you that I have helped with my knowledge can thank Jimmy.  Others, well, I guess you should blame Jimmy :) .   His mother was my best friend, and would keep me updated on what classes he was taking at State so that I could match them at Ole Miss.  I am not sure if he ever knew I was doing this, but maybe he does now. -=smile=-

I helped students in the computer lab with programs.  It did not matter what the computer language was.  I learned early on that every computer language was just a syntax variation of something I already knew.  The main thing you need to succeed in this career is logic and experience.   I also found this to be true with picking up foreign languages.  You figure out the syntax and you have won half the battle.  English is the only language that I have ever known that didn’t really follow any rules.  I guess that is the “American” rule and the firm philosophy that rules were meant to be broken.   I think spell check and grammar check were developed by someone who loves me.  I have always said that my career goal is to be high enough on a corporate ladder that I have a secretary or document writer assigned to me.  The alternative is not pretty!  If you know me well, then you  already grasp my drift.  On my behalf, I can now use my age as an excuse.  It was a little harder to use that excuse when I was 17 and in college.

I packed my schedules with Engineering and Computer courses and put off English as much as possible.  Then, at the end I needed to double up some classes so I could meet the graduation requirements.    The English department had a couple sections they devoted to ESL students and I ended up having to take one of those to fit in my schedule.  I had thought, ‘Fabulous, I am American, I can surely do great in the section devoted to ESL students.’  When I went into the class it mirrored my late night lab sessions over at the CS building.  They had just returned last week’s assignment when a student I helped a day or so ago approached me.  He asked me if I would help him with another computer program and he would help me with my last two compositions.  I pointed out that English was my native language and that should give me an edge in this class.  He then pointed out he got an ‘A’ on his last paper, and I had gotten a ‘B’.  The exchange was made!   He reviewed and made notes on my next few papers, and I taught him some programming tricks.  If the graduate students weren’t occupying my mother’s time having their dissertations typed up, I would never have had this problem!

Back in the day, there was not an Internet as we know it now.  Ole Miss and a couple other colleges around the world were on a network connections ‘FOR EDUCATIONAL and GOVERNMENT use only’.   I was on a team at Ole Miss doing work for IBM Federal Systems.  We even had our code shot up into space to assist with a ‘Star Wars’ project.   To make tuition and room/board, I was working 3-4 jobs and pulling all nighters either at my Super Computer position or the computer labs.  In the Super Computer Center, we had one of the only Cray XMPs at the time.  It was straight out of Science Fiction to look at and it super fast.  It was only rivaled by the smart phones of  today:).  -=lol=-  I ran the nightly institutional jobs, monitored and backed up the systems that we were responsible for.  They were all housed in an air conditioned, raised floored building with the tape drives, and printers in the center.  To keep myself awake, I used to Gopher (Google of yester-year)  looking for ascii art and interesting articles.  I came across some games one night and decided to telnet into one to see what it was all about.  Yes, I know.  ’EDUCATIONAL and GOVERNMENT…”   It was a Dungeons and Dragons themed text based game on a computer system in Pennsylvania.  The Domain Name was peabrain.humgen.upenn.edu.   Anything called peabrain has to have great games on it, right?  The game was called APOCOLYPSE and I quickly learned how to program my way into botting my character to be a great Cleric.  Botting was the art of adding automated scripts so that if a person playing somewhere else could say or do something and my system saw a certain text combination, it would execute a command or string of commands.   This allowed me to socialize, still work and most importantly, keep awake during the late night computer process runs.   I also found that I could program the late night process runs to tell me what tapes they needed long before they I had to change them.  I would pre-load all the tape drives so that they would not interrupt me when I was playing the game.  Of course when the tank, as they called the warrior type person in the game, would need me with a situation that was not covered ‘yet’ by my expert programming skills, the tape drive would also find some way to foil my processing skills and ask for a tape it was not supposed to need.  I would grab the tape, load it and get back to the game just in time to see everyone in my party die.  Well, that only gave me incentive to program better.  I had to make sure that all possibilities were covered.  The hardest one was when my character had to follow someone down a path with everyone in a single file line.  My program triggers would watch which way someone went and go that direction.  If you didn’t see which way they went next, then my character would just stand there until who ever was botting me at the time noticed I was not there any longer.  Usually when they were dying and needed my heals or I had returned from what I was doingin the computer lab and noticed that I was in the middle of no where.  Curse the designers of those zones, but I digress…

Needless to say, I met a ‘God’ on the game from Philadelphia, and although the World Wide Web was not yet invented, I found a perfect match on APOC as it was called.   He actually owned the peabrain computer the game ran on.  Geeks and geeky names.   On the game he was called Plague and you would think I might not be interested in someone with a name like Plague and a computer called peabrain, but guess again.  He only needed to come to Ole Miss and foil my supercomputer job to get me to move to Philadelphia.   Another day, another story…    Enter Frank Yue into my life.  Thank you APOC and late night work schedules.

I learned everything I know about how schools operate, departments are related, and what students need from Ole Miss and all the processing I was in charge of there.   Frank came down and got me to move to Philadelphia which brought me to Mercy Health Plan.  There, I was introduced to Universe, a Pick based programming language.  I was put into a room with their consultants, thank goodness, so I was overwhelmed with fantastic coding around me.  I learned the language, and the syntax in record time.  We were in charge of working on changing HICFA claims from manual processing to EDI, Electronic Data Interchange.  Our team assisted in the EDI standardization and setting up the Tri-State area with passing these claims amongst each other.  I learned covnersion processing and procedures here, as well as the programming syntax for Pick based systems.

Mercy was laying off a lot of people and I was losing key people on my team.  I felt bad and wanted to move to another more stable position, so I switched religions and went from the “Catholic nuns of Mercy to the Board of Pensions for Presbyterian ministers.   They needed someone to assist them with a new system they had just acquired, BASYS.  They used UniData, you guessed it, a Pick based system.   They told me they had a team of 11 and that I would assist them with integration and customization of this system.  They neglected to mention that there was a team of programmers but they were Cobol programmers and that only BASYS knew their system and how it functioned.   YAY, impossible.  This was right up my alley.

All I needed was a place to start writing programs and the location of the VOC so I could see how BASYS was setup.  They told me here is the box, if you can figure out what you are asking us, great, if not, call BASYS.   Of course, I figured it out and now I was learning administration on a Pick based system.  I worked here and taught all the programmers UniData.  Also, remember the Mercy consultants that I had worked with?   Well, one of them came over to the Board of Pensions to assist in administration of the system, so my education continued.

Then, my wonderful husband came home one night and told me he wanted to interview in the Washington, DC area.  He was offered a position with AOL and it was an exciting oportunity for him.  My friend and co-worker from both Mercy and now the Board of Pensions suggested if we move that I should lookup a company called Datatel that is located also somewhere around DC.   To be specific, they were located in Fairfax, Virginia.

I quickly sent them my resume once I found that they were Higher Education driven, which of course I was also.  When we moved to Sterling, VA, right beside Fairfax, I had hoped to hear from them, but in the interim I was still working for the Board of Pensions remotely, and going up to PA every couple months.  I missed the face to face, and was starting to look for other things I could do locally while still working for the Board of Pensions.  I loved all the people up there, and was not in a hurry to leave them either.  But they refused to move the company to Sterling and relocate, so it was imminent.  I found a consulting firm in Fairfax that was excited about my skill set and they told me they had a client that needed my skills.  I was excited.  They told me they needed someone strong in Higher Education (Ole Miss), someone strong in conversions (Mercy), and a good knowledge of UniData (Mercy/BOP).  I said, well, that does sound like me.  So, they introduced me to their client, Datatel (jaw drop).  At first, I thinking, ‘Well, if they didn’t want me from my resume and my inquiries, why would they want me as a consultant from Premiere Systems Support?’   I wasn’t sure if I would even like them until I got in the elevator to report to the interview and was welcomed by a gentleman that looked like Mr. Monopoly to me in a way.  He was a jolly fellow that was beyond nice.  I asked him if he worked for Datatel, or was visiting.  He said he indeed worked for Datatel and asked me why I was there.  I told him I was coming in to interview for a position.  I forgot to hit the 2nd floor button, so I rode up a floor.  The door opened as he was still responding to whether he thought it was a good place to work.  He let the door close and he pressed the 2nd floor button for me.  He asked me what I was looking for.  I told him a company that cared, believed in what they sold and knew that Higher Education is about students.  I had struggled getting thru college with tuition and supporting myself.  I tried many times to develop software at Ole Miss to identify and assist with students with learning aides and automation for mundane tasks.  He told me as I walked off the elevator that I should like working for Datatel and pointed me to the direction of my interviewer, Ed Jahn.  I thanked him and let him take the elevator back up to the floor he just left.

I went into talk to Ed and indeed, I felt as if this was going to be a great fit.  If nothing else but to make Ed smile.  I later found he had a large heart and was a great person to make laugh.  My first impression was that he was a closet programmer forced into managment.  He reminded me of the teacher in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.  I am not sure why, but that was my thought on that day.  I could see Ed saying…  Bueller… Bueller… Bueller…

This was the start of my career with Datatel.   After our interview he showed me around all the programmer stations, the help desk are, and then on to the executive departments up to the President of the company.  We knocked on the President’s door and he welcomed us in to say hello.  I was face to face again with Mr. Monopoly, Russ Griffith.  I knew then that I wanted to accept the position offered to me and could not start the job fast enough.  This man not only believed in the company and the mission, but cared enough to stay and talk to me and direct me where I needed to go to become part of his company.  I have left and come back to Datatel a couple times while following my wonderful husband around the US, but with each step it is only another variation on the life of Datatel and Higher Education.

I have worked for and with Datatel since 1999 and with Higher Education since 1979.  I have used UniBasic, Universe and other fancy names for Pick Syntax since 1993, and worked on 67 implementations of Datatel.  I have also worked from the client’s side as a Director of Applications and Colleague Administrator (Juilliard, University of Arkansas, Florence-Darlington, Manhattanville College, etc…etc…etc).

Add a comment and your institution if you like. I can’t list all of you, but I have loved working with each and everyone.   Well I could list them all, but I have already put most of you reading this bio to sleep and to the ones I have not yet, thank you for reading my snippit in time.




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