Born in New York
Born in New York, I lived half my life in the West. The division of time wasn’t neat. It wasn’t a simple case of half a lifetime here; half there. No. I moved, rather my parents and I moved cross-country like some sort of nomadic tribe. I don’t have addresses for all the places I lived, but I know I attended 22 schools. Military kids had nothing on me.
Thanks to this peripatetic lifestyle, I’ve always been the curious—and decidedly not impartial—outsider looking in. I’ve mostly lived in New York City, Las Vegas, and Washington, D.C
Now, in the most unexpected move of all, I live in Berkeley, California, where I am looking in with wonder and dismay at the Wild West elements of boom and bust happening here and how they contrast to the places I’ve lived before. And I am writing a collection of essays chronicling the perils and delights of the middle-aged, the proverbial fruits of which are visible in my blog, Muddling through Middle Age.