About Me

When I am asked to relate something of my personal history, I always think of Steve Martin’s opening line in the movie The Jerk: I was born a poor black child.

I wasn’t born a poor black child, but anyone that attempts to recount the journey of their life, or even some portion of it, is immediately struck with the complexity of the task as well as the simplicity of its beginning. This is more a record of events than an autobiography. I have no illusions that anyone other than my descendants would have the slightest interest in my autobiography. However, because I so dearly wish I had been able to spend more time (as an adult) with my grandparents and great-grandparents, I feel confident that at least one of my descendants will have a similar wish. This blog is for that descendant. I intend to do what I can to help them understand from whence they come.