Briefly Me
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I am a native Santa Fean, born June 2, 1950, in the old St. Vincent’s Hospital that is now the Drury Hotel. Our old adobe home was on Canyon Road when it was still a dirt road; I had a short walk to my alma mater elementary school – Acequia Madre. I was a founding student at Santa Fe Prep in 1963, which was then located on upper Canyon Road. Ten years later I earned my bachelor’s degree from UNM in 1973 and completed a year at UNM’s Creative Writing Graduate Program (where I was fortunate to have Rudolfo Anaya as my professor, advisor and mentor) before relocating to Portland, OR. I was in the town of St. Helens on May 18, 1980 when Mt. St. Helen’s erupted with a catastrophic blast. That was my sign to return to Santa Fe.
I worked at Ski Santa Fe in the 80’s, first on ski patrol, then as the grooming and snowmaking manager. I met Debra, my forever wife and partner there. We built our home off Old Las Vegas Highway on property that my father purchased in 1948.
I began my first ‘inside’ job at Santa Fe Community College in 1990, the dawn of personal computers and the Internet. I was hired as an English tutor and soon developed the college’s first writing lab. For over twenty energized years I embraced the integration of technology and learning and workforce development, eventually becoming a dean managing more than a dozen programs.
While at SFCC I earned my Master’s degree from St. John’s College and an all-but-dissertation EdD from Nova Southeastern University in Distance Learning and Educational Technology.
I started a novel on my mother’s burgundy Corona when I was seven and didn’t stop writing until I was thirty, leaving me with a a foot-high pile of short stories, pieces of novels and poetry. Then I stopped. Now, forty five years later I begin once again.
I’ve now crossed the 3/4 century mark. More lies behind than ahead. Building connections with others is more important to me than ever before. My intent for this website is to make possible more connections with more like-minded folks.
“Of these three divisions of time [past, present and future] then, how can two, the past and the future, be, when the past no longer is, and the future is not yet. As for the present, if it were always present and never moved on to become the past, it would not be time but eternity. If therefore present is time only by reason of the fact that it moves on to become the next thing past, how can we say that even the present is, when the reason why it is is that it is not to be. In other words, we cannot rightly say that time is except by reason of its impending state of not being.”
Saint
Augustine, ‘Confessions, Book XI,’ AD 397