The 30-second version...
I was raised as the second of three sons in Conneaut Lake, northwest Pennsylvania, by a family full of unapologetic
storytellers and was lucky enough to never quite know if the
tales I heard were true.
A graduate of Conneaut Lake High School. Then undergrad at Thiel
College in Greenville, Pennsylvania, with a double major in Philosophy and
Geology. After a year-and-a-half in the "real world," I skedaddled back
for a Master of Science in Geology, along with graduate-level
coursework in the education of the hearing impaired at Kent State
University in Ohio (and no, I was not there when "those kids got shot").
My life since has been a broad mix of experiences;
passenger boat pilot, gravel pit lab technician, sweetheart, husband, post-graduate
research fellow, geologist, statistician, teacher, stand-up comedian,
computer support analyst, father, martial arts instructor, freelance
writer, and author.
Along the way, I've done a lot of dumb things that should have killed me, fought the requisite battles against broken
hearts and the blues and have been rewarded with friendship, love, a family, and, I
hope, some slight measure of wisdom and peace.
The only constant along the way has been my storytelling. After more
than a half-century of practice I've developed some talent. Still not near as good
as Dad, but I'm getting there.