About the Author and Blogger

About the Author and Blogger:

I was born and raised in sunny California's multicultural San Francisco Bay Area and currently reside in Norway with my lovingly supportive wife and daughter. I currently am the ghost writer for the novels of E. MH. Ratterman.

My passion for writing poetry and short stories began while attending high school. In college I participated in an improvisational drama course under the direction of a professional San Francisco Bay Area based actor, later studying creative writing through Liberty University.

The following years found me writing skits and plays for the stage (as well as acting in them), creating websites, and composing letters-to-the-editor and featured articles.

I have studied acting, screenwriting, filmmaking, history, forensics, archeology, etc.

My father served in the Korean War/Conflict protecting their borders. In the mid-1950s he built California's Vaca Valley Raceways in Solano County- California.

My step-mother, since I was five, is Native American, as are my two half-sisters and my step-sister.

Another half-sister is half Mexican.

When I was four, and after my parent's divorce, my mother dated a black man masquerading as a Hindu named 'Korla Pandit' from New Delhi - he turned out to be married though.

She dated a blind man later who had lost his eyesight building the Oakland Coliseum - a welder.

I won't mention the poor alcoholic fellow she dated and attempted to help.

She also dated my doctor for many years... long before that door became visible on that proverbial 'closet'. He needed to be seen at the time in 'social life' with a woman, my mother. Many of our greatest times were with ‘Doctor and Bob’ (Bob: Doctor's 'house mate'). We got to borrow their blue MGB many times when they went to Europe for vacations.

We also spent lots of time with my Great-Aunt and Great-Uncle in San Francisco where they lived, overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge and SF Bay - 'Uncle Durham' was a multi-millionaire.

Another family friend was the son of Depression era gangster 'Pretty Boy Floyd' - fond memories there too.

I've hosted numerous Japanese student visitors over the years, as well as some African Children’s Choir kids.

I've worked with everyone from former Hells Angels and a Bandito President, to minor-aged refugees from various countries... and have lived outside of the USA since 2002 with my 'foreign' wife. Or... is the US actually the foreign locale now?

I've had a close friend who dodged the Vietnam draft and another who was a WWII Normandy invasion veteran hero. I have worked construction, drywall contracting, youth & adult prisons, Corrections' HQ, CA Dept. of Justice, a rehab center, etc., and with the State Dept. at a US Embassy where I gained the opportunity to meet and shake hands with 'then' President Obama and the First Lady during his visit for reception of the Nobel Peace Prize here in Norway, which included my two voluntary HQ-Command Center shifts for the final day of their stay, culminating with the announcement of "Wheels Up!". And I've been fortunate enough to receive a Letter of Commendation from both a Correctional Captain and a USA Ambassador.

On the party-political front, however, my zealotry remains defused by my persistent ability to see multiple sides of an argument, falling far short of obtaining the anti-intellectuals' senseless ability to embrace any nauseously archaic and primitive two-party political systems... so endlessly boring and 'homeland American'. I suppose, in addition to my open-minded global cultural life experiences, being nurtured and raised in the ever-fading shadows of those individuals inhabiting the 'realms' of Rod Serling, Ray Bradbury, Richard Matheson, George Orwell, Jacques-Yves Cousteau, and even King Solomon's writings, etc. produced a life-long effect on me - their socio-philosophical sowings planting those multi-level analytical-thinking self-germinating seeds that took their humanitarian toll upon my cognitive processes from my earliest years - as well as stirring up my innate antipathy towards forms of baseless prejudice; all of this occasionally resulting in hours of soliloquy debate between Me, Myself, and I, with no clear 'winner'.

And... guess what... I am an immigrant myself, as are many of my friends/acquaintances from Syria, Afghanistan, Russia, Poland, Bosnia, Hungary, Serbia, Pakistan, Iraq, Iran, Ukraine, Africa, and beyond; and, fortunately, live on the side of the globe where people are not standardly labeled by their place of origin, skin color, or political influences.

With a family heritage that spans sharecropping farmers to multi-millionaires, and from a California State Prison inmate to a California Superior Court Judge, not to mention all of the rest... or even the spiritual aspects of life... I cannot complain.