About

Here’s the bullet list of my life so far:

  • 1968 - 1978: Born and raised in Northern Michigan, through 4th grade
  • 1979 - 1980: 5th and 6th grades, moved to Central Michigan
  • 1981 - 1982: 7th and 8th grades, Northern Georgia
  • 1983: 9th grade in Southwestern Florida
  • 1984 - 1986: Back to Northern Michigan to graduate high school
  • 1989: Community College, Northern Michigan
  • 1989: Navy boot camp, Great Lakes, Illinois
  • 1990: Navy A School, Philadelphia
  • 1991: Navy C School, San Diego
  • 1991 - 1992: Navy, Long Beach, California (Check out my Navy Zippo Collection)
  • 1992 - 1997: Living in Northern Michigan
  • 1998 - 2002: Running an Internet Marketing Company
  • 2003 - 2006: Working for Career Education Corporation, Hoffman Estates, Illinois
  • 2006 - present: Working for Cars.com in the Chicago Loop

Happily married (here’s why she’s great), who has a fat cat named Moe.

Love golf more than I should. Luckily, so does my wife. We’re planning on a couple trips this summer to Treetops and Kohler (where we honeymooned, and played all four courses). Also playing Medinah in July.

Love taking pictures; feel free to check out my Flickr account (over 4,500 pictures and growing).

Since you made it this far, here’s a few cool things about me that few people know:

  • In my early 20’s, I spent 2 ½ months in Europe. My base was northern England (I had an uncle there), and I traveled quit a bit, visiting York, Scarborough, London (for a week), and a very interesting weekend in Amsterdam.

  • In high school, I hit a tree on a snowmobile and spit out 3 of my bottom teeth into a snow bank, never to be found.

  • While in the Navy, I water-skied for three days straight, every other week on Lake Meade (just south of Las Vegas) for a year and a half. Buddy’s Dad lived in Henderson, and he had a ski boat.

  • I won the first official poker tournament I entered. It was an event at a marketing conference (Pubcon), and there were about 100 participants. I gave $90 to the crew, $500 to charity, and walked out of the Venetian with $2,600.

More to come as life progresses, but so far, it’s been pretty damn good.

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