John Sheldon Jones grew up in Albuquerque, New Mexico and El Paso, Texas. At seventeen, he joined the Navy and served as a Hospital Corpsman. Sewing up drunks was the highlight of nights in port when he had the duty. When the only member of the medical crew who knew how to work in the Operating Room was due for discharge, Jones volunteered to take his place and, after two weeks of intensive training, learned how to hand the doctor the wrong instrument, get yelled at, hand over the right one and move on. The standing joke was that his name was now "God Dammit Jones".
Following his military stint, he worked as a printer for several years and used that occupation to put himself through college and earn a degree in Computer Science. His budget only allowed for annual trips to the Renaissance Faire and a single parachute jump just to prove he could do it. Once he got the degree, the next thirty-plus years were spent writing ground systems software for Air Force satellites while raising two children. He recently celebrated his 57th wedding anniversary.
After retiring in 2013, he revived a science fiction novel he had written many years earlier, changed some names, corrected some mistakes and published the result.
Jones currently lives in Colorado Springs with a beautiful view of Pike's Peak out his upstairs window. Because the mountains are in the way, Colorado sunsets are not as good at the ones in New Mexico, but sunrise over the plains to the east make up for it.
He brags about getting a grandson for his birthday and frequently displays a photo of the baby, the baby's aunt, and himself all of whom were born on the same December day.