After high school graduation I spent the summer working as an apartment maintenance guy in Albuquerque and then headed off to Carleton College in Northfield, Minnesota. The first year was made especially amusing by frequent visits from Drew (Andy) Drake who would come barreling in, usually unannounced, in his old Dodge 440 Coronet (I think that’s right). What a hoot. He really kept my spirits up through some tough times!
Four years later I graduated with a degree in biology from Carleton having been totally mesmerized in an intro class taught by Dr. Gerry Hill who later became my college advisor and life mentor. Carleton was a good place to be, though dang cold in the winter. For non-academic stimulation I built sets in the theater for work study tuition money and dabbled as an actor in a handful of plays. All in all, not a bad gig.
After graduation, I hung around Minnesota for a few years working first as an orderly at a nursing home and then as a lab technician in a skin pathology lab. During this time I continued to date a woman I had met at Carleton. When she graduated we headed out together to further our educations in her home state of Connecticut; she for medical school and me for a Ph.D. program in biology at Wesleyan University.
The relationship eventually folded, leaving me little reason to stick around, so upon graduation I headed to Boston for a postdoctoral fellowship at Harvard. (yeah, I don’t know how I got in there either). Four years, and yet another spectacularly disastrous relationship later, I ended up moving to Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore, Maryland, and this is where I’ve been ever since (except for a brief stint in the San Francisco Bay Area which is a really long story and I’m already running over here).
I met Irene Kim (another Ph.D. biologist) while working at Johns Hopkins and was delighted to have finally found someone who could stand to be around me for any length of time. We were married in May of 2000 which put an end to my playing guitar in the bars at night (yet another long story), but resulted in our wonderful daughter, Anna, being conceived a year later.
Although I had worked as a research scientist at Johns Hopkins for quite a while, begging the government for grant money every three years didn’t seem like a clever way to support a family so I took a job in the JHU administration and am currently the head of the biological safety program there. Irene commutes from Baltimore to the Washington, D.C., area every day to her job with the National Institutes of Health which means Anna (now 5 ½) and I have plenty of time to get into trouble as we go to and from daycare and work. Life is fine, but hectic. I’ve read that many of you folks are watching your kids graduate from college, get married, have their own kids….Yikes! I feel older than hell. Let’s hope I can stick around long enough to see my daughter do the same. Looking forward to seeing many of you in July!