I am Detroit-born model, with a 1957 build date.
My family lived in Westland (suburban Detroit). When I was fifteen we moved to St. Petersburg, Florida.
In 1975, I graduated from St. Petersburg High School.
In the fall of 1978 (its scares me how long ago this seems), I moved to New York City to stake out a career as an architectural designer.
After some spectacular misadventures, in 1985 I founded my own architectural design firm, and rode out the 1980s furiously creating custom-built apartments in one condominium tower after another. It was an exciting, creative, but ultimately exhausting time.
I left New York in 1991, and, after a real-estate development which imploded, I settled in Newport, RI, where I — somehow — became an environmental, urban planning, and transportation advocate known across the state.
The ramifications of the imploded real-estate development continued to haunt me, and by 1996 I finally lost everything. In April, I left Newport, with but a backpack, to wander America.
After various adventures including working on an organic farm, I rode a bicycle to Kansas where I settled into a quiet life surrounded by the largest remaining prairie in America, covering the gently rolling Flint Hills.
The years passed, I rebuilt my life, managed to get two books published, and worked to emotionally recover from the 1990s.
I also created a business restoring vintage lighting, and, through the wonder of the internet, my business, located in the middle of nowhere, reached a national audience. From the start the business thrived and not a month goes by when I do not thank Al Gore (want to know why?)
The success of the business forced a relocation to a structure large enough to house it, and my personal life, and in 2014 I purchased the historic Cross House in Emporia, KS, about fifteen miles east of where I have lived since 1996.
Me, through the ages: