The Summer of ’69

“Got my first real six-string,
Bought it at the five-and-dime.
Played it ‘till my fingers bled,
It was the summer of ‘69”

“So I called up the captain,
Please bring me my wine.
He said “we haven’t had that spirit here
since 1969.”

There is some pride in the fact that I was born in the 60’s.  Granted, it was the last half of the last year, but I made it anyway.

I was never much of a writer growing up.  My junior year in high school I turned in a compare and contrast essay on poetry. When I got it back, my teacher circled one paragraph and wrote (and this is a direct quote):
“This paragraph is a massacre of the English language. It contains virtually every mistake possible in just 4 short lines.”

So my becoming a writer when I grew up is more of a testament to God’s sense of humor rather than any really desire or skill on my part.

Both personally and professionally, I am fascinated with language and how we communicate to each other.  I have been writing in the technical sector for almost 30 years and love taking complex, technical concepts and making them accessible, understandable, and useable.  Personally, I love doing the same thing: taking complex theological and sociological ideas and making them understandable, relatable, and practical.

Over the past 35 years, I have played a few different roles, both professionally and personally. In addition to writing professionally in the tech world, I have been a pastor, a blues guitarist, a bus driver, a dishwasher, and a pizza cook (to name a few).