Janalu Jeanes (Parchman)
David Weir,
My Dad considered getting a patent on the first chemical solution he concocted. Texas Instruments liked his product quite a bit and began ordering large barrels full of the liquid, so he thought, "Well, maybe I should look into patenting the product to give it more legitimacy as a decent, sellable item, and also, to protect myself from people who might want to copy it for their own profit."
After exploring all the facts, he decided against the idea.
He found out that since all of the ingredients have to be listed on the patent, and since after one year, the patent is no longer relevant at all, because anyone at that point, wiould be allowed to copy the product for themselves. A person could slip into the formulation an innocuous ingredient or two and then claim that the product was A DIFFERENT product and could sell it under a different name, having access to the profits.
My Dad had purposely given his product some "mysterious agents" that no one was able to figure out, so he felt sure that no one could copy his product unless they got the exact formulation or 'recipe,' from him. He stashed away his secret in his vault. It was still there on the day he died, untouched. No one was able to get the formulation until we sold the company after his death, yet there were quite a few chemists who tried mightily to figure it out. HA!
He knew that if he had acquired a patent, he would only have been able to receive profits for one year, then, the formulation would have been released to the public, and the people interested in it would have cashed in on his invention. As it turned out, his product was sold as a popular product to TI, IBM, KODAK CO., 3M, Tracor and others, plus some German companies, Japanese companies, and some Silicon Valley companies for many years.
It was a product used in the production of computer chips. I used to have to help out at my Dad's company in the summertime, labeling pallets of bottles with my brothers, as we listened to KLIF on the radio we had next to us. Those were long and tedious summer days, but we often could talk our way out of the warehouse monotony in the afternoons, if we worked diligently to get our requirement done in the early hours. We could slap on labels with the beat of each song and we rarely goofed up!
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