Who am I ?
That’s a good question. I’m still trying to find out. I was fortunate to grow up in Berkeley, California during the tumultuous 60’s. I’m 58, but like many Baby Boomers I look 39 and believe I’m really 25.
My mother doesn’t understand me and neither do my children. As a matter of fact, the nuns at my old Catholic high school didn’t either, but I guess that’s okay.
I’ve been a dancer, a police officer, a pastor, and now a teacher hoping to soon retire to write the Great American Novel and blog daily. We’ll see how that goes.
Besides my passion for reading, writing, and dancing I am a political-social justice activist. Of course I am. I’m from Berkeley.
All of the above, and more will be revealed as we journey together.
Thanks for joining me.