Biography

*Still being edited. "Not enough hours in the day" - Charlie Buckets Mom.

The year was 1982. A dark night was draped upon the city of Fresno, CA. It's late August and a hot valley sun from the previous day has left the city streets smoldering with heat. A man at the corner of an intersection drops a coin, at the opposite corner, a man lights a cigarette. Two blocks away in the second floor of a hospital, another human is born. That human is me.

 Like most kids, my childhood was all about learning and growing up. I am lucky enough to have been raised by a great family. My Mother, Father, and Brother are amazing and I love them. In fact, all of the people in my family tree are just incredible. I am proud to say that some part of each of them makes up my being.

A lot of the time spent when I was child went toward imagination and fantasy. I had and still have a strong proclivity toward movies and gaming. Also, technology and science always seemed extremely interesting to me,.I was a decent enough student with average grades, never getting into a lot of trouble.

To be continued...