Hey, there! Nice of you to drop in. So, before you chance a connection with an unknown quantity (me) you want to know something about me and this site? Fair enough. On the happy chance my name is familiar to you, here’s where I’ve left footprints over the course of my life: Waterloo, IA (Irving Grade School); Hobbs, NM (Hobbs Jr. High); El Paso, TX (Austin High, TWC, now UTEP); Grand Rapids, MI (Grand Valley State College).
We may have met through music: I played trumpet in high school, college and military bands; or through baseball–this was to have been my career until my drive and discipline faltered; or through various jobs: Goop-packer with Forest Service in Southwest Colorado; movie theater doorman; semi-pro pitcher ($20 a game); Rod and Chain man for County Surveyor, Las Cruces, NM; Camera crew for missile shots at White Sands proving Grounds, NM; Computer Programmer for fifteen years; and library clerk for twelve.
Now, though retired and living on a ranchette (4 acres) in Palominas, AZ, surrounded by tarantulas, vinegarones, coyotes and quail, I spend most of my time polishing my first novel, my Army memoir, and several dozen short stories. Though I still play the horn for pleasure and play first base for a team in the local senior slo-pitch league, it is writing that has a grip on me. As time passes I’ll be offering my observations on the art, or the grind, depending on how you see it. And on my occasional brushes with some big names in baseball (Satchell Paige, for one).
Great jawing with you. Drop by again. Leave a note if you’ve a mind.