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.