My life has been one of constantly changing perspectives. Raised quasi-Christian, my family attended a church where only Polish was spoken: I didn’t. Later, I attended a high school where nearly everyone was Jewish: I wasn’t. While there I played music, participated in sports, and was very involved with theater, which eventually became my vocation, one which forces the participant to view the world through many different lenses. I grew up in a huge city (Chicago), and lived in many more (including NYC, Houston, Seattle, St. Louis, and others) across the entire country.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, I have lived in the Last Frontier, aka Alaska, longer than anywhere else in my life. I have worked with all kinds of people; in factories, in the military, as a college professor, as an actor and director. My soul-mate, who died of breast cancer at 42, was Cajun, and the person who is the love of my life today is Alaska Native (Aleut). For nearly half a century now I have had the privilege of being a licensed pilot, which has afforded me with views of the earth from above, from coast-to-coast, and from north-to-south, which is absolutely the best way to see this great country. Add to all this a fantastic and eye-opening education. Where has all this left me? As a kind of alien observer, a spiritual person with no particular religious preference, and with the ability to converse with just about anyone on anything. This is the platform from which I write, along with the belief that in a precarious world, outdated assumptions must be challenged.
We live in a world teetering on the edge, and while we seem to have solutions to many of our problems within our grasp, something stops us from making the necessary compromises. We hate war, but only combat veterans are allowed to speak out against the horrors of war with any gravitas. And while we honor their many sacrifices, it is odd that the person Christians admire most stood by a message of peace and love. We hate gun violence, but demand we protect our right to bear arms, any and all kinds, even when our children are being murdered in their schools. We consider ourselves religious, except when it is an inconvenience to live within the teachings. We adhere to the concept of freedom of choice; of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, except when someone does something (legal) that doesn't fit into our concept of what a person should be like. These are examples of paradoxes I see in our world and am compelled to write about in ways challenging and entertaining. Books that make us think, not by presenting only one side, but through the exploration of all facets and points-of-view. If this is your kind of reading, write me at firstname.lastname@example.org.