Lucy at 2 months old
Was raised in Hillsboro, Oregon... since i was about 1.5 years old (yeah mom and dad for moving from crazy ass California!).
Graduated in the first class of our new highschool (Glenco) in 82.
Spent a year of hell at Mt. Hood Community College, before discovering that I’d actually been offered a track scholarship at the University of Oregon (don’t know what yer thought were Glencoe coach, but it would have been nice if you’d told me I had been recruited by several major universities).
Graduated with a degree in Marketing and Public relations... and oddly enough, went to work the day after the graduation ceremony doing just that.
Spent the next 25 years pretty much learning the trade and moving my way up to Director of Marketing for two major gaming companies.
Damn, lots and lots of work, but times I’ll ever forget or regret. Working with Peter Gabriel, Raymond Feist, a large portion of the original Star Trek cast as well as everyone from the cast of Star Trek: The Next Gen (except Patrick Stuart... that was a bummer).
And, yes, I burned the candle at both ends during those years. But it was sure as hell a blast most of the time. Being utterly drunk on your birthday in London, with no way of knowing where you were (or were staying) hauling around a good dozen of balloons and suddenly finding that EVERYONE had already headed home to the hotel was probably one of the most memorable moments I’ll never forget*big laugh*. To this day, I have NO idea how the cabbie figured out which hotel I was staying at (the key cards didn’t even have the hotel’s name on ‘em). Suffice to say, when 5:00am rolled around for the start of the trade show, I wasn’t in best of form*laugh*.
But it was all good times, and I don’t regret a moment of those experiences (and there are many to tell).
In ‘March of 2002 I got smacked with multiple sclerosis. It hit hard and fast the first couple of years and I spent a good deal of time in a wheel chair being paralized from the waist down. Lesson to all... cut slack to folks in wheel chairs... it is NOT fun. I was very lucky in that my body pretty much mended itself and I regained much of the muscle function I’d lost. But to deny saying during that year in a wheel chair would be and utter lie. It changed how I looked on life, forever.
Things improved, I returned to work, but the sucky thing about M.S. is that you never know when or what’s going to trigger a new attack. It got to the point in ’02 where I realized I couldn’t be reliable enough to hold down even the most simple of position... hard to be in charge of dozens of people with multi-million dollar budgets if you don’t know if you’re gonna be able to make it to work the next morning.
So, I retired on Social Security Disability at the ripe old age of 39. Not really how I pictured my “senior years” to go, but sometimes life throws you a curve ball and you just have to deal with it.
Took me quite a few years to adjust (hell, still adjusting).
Graduated in the first class of our new highschool (Glenco) in 82.
Spent a year of hell at Mt. Hood Community College, before discovering that I’d actually been offered a track scholarship at the University of Oregon (don’t know what yer thought were Glencoe coach, but it would have been nice if you’d told me I had been recruited by several major universities).
Graduated with a degree in Marketing and Public relations... and oddly enough, went to work the day after the graduation ceremony doing just that.
Spent the next 25 years pretty much learning the trade and moving my way up to Director of Marketing for two major gaming companies.
Damn, lots and lots of work, but times I’ll ever forget or regret. Working with Peter Gabriel, Raymond Feist, a large portion of the original Star Trek cast as well as everyone from the cast of Star Trek: The Next Gen (except Patrick Stuart... that was a bummer).
And, yes, I burned the candle at both ends during those years. But it was sure as hell a blast most of the time. Being utterly drunk on your birthday in London, with no way of knowing where you were (or were staying) hauling around a good dozen of balloons and suddenly finding that EVERYONE had already headed home to the hotel was probably one of the most memorable moments I’ll never forget*big laugh*. To this day, I have NO idea how the cabbie figured out which hotel I was staying at (the key cards didn’t even have the hotel’s name on ‘em). Suffice to say, when 5:00am rolled around for the start of the trade show, I wasn’t in best of form*laugh*.
But it was all good times, and I don’t regret a moment of those experiences (and there are many to tell).
In ‘March of 2002 I got smacked with multiple sclerosis. It hit hard and fast the first couple of years and I spent a good deal of time in a wheel chair being paralized from the waist down. Lesson to all... cut slack to folks in wheel chairs... it is NOT fun. I was very lucky in that my body pretty much mended itself and I regained much of the muscle function I’d lost. But to deny saying during that year in a wheel chair would be and utter lie. It changed how I looked on life, forever.
Things improved, I returned to work, but the sucky thing about M.S. is that you never know when or what’s going to trigger a new attack. It got to the point in ’02 where I realized I couldn’t be reliable enough to hold down even the most simple of position... hard to be in charge of dozens of people with multi-million dollar budgets if you don’t know if you’re gonna be able to make it to work the next morning.
So, I retired on Social Security Disability at the ripe old age of 39. Not really how I pictured my “senior years” to go, but sometimes life throws you a curve ball and you just have to deal with it.
Took me quite a few years to adjust (hell, still adjusting).