My freshman year of high school I joined the chess and math clubs.

After a semester or so, my infatuation with computers burnt out as quickly as it had begun.

The 1970s, the decade of my teenage years, was a transitional period in American youth culture.

With every passing year, BEC proves that it still has surprises left for us.

Keep everything in perspective if you wish to be happy. For example... Losing an arm is more an inconvenience than a catastrophe. Things could be a lot worse so why not be grateful they aren't and thereby happy rather than sad?

As it was, I realized choosing the study of Chinese literature as my life's work was probably a mistake.

I was born in Palo Alto, California in 1961.