Me, at the marina in Oslo, Norway, 2005:

I’m the one on the right…
I was born at Fresno Community Hospital shortly after 8 a.m. on a Thursday. The nursery rhyme says Thursday’s child has far to go, which for most of my life seems to have been true. I still feel like I have far to go, so maybe Mother Goose was right (no one knows where the rhyme originated from so Mother Goose gets credit here).
Until I flesh out things here a bit more you can use the links below to find out more about me: