Born in the Bronx, I was raised not much farther than a good run away, escaping across the GW Bridge, to Ridgefield, New Jersey, a small town some may find similar to Oldbrook, the setting of my first novel, Catch Us If You Can.
My preponderant memories of growing up in the Sixties are not just of family and friends, but fond remembrances of sports and the soundtrack of my life. Though nestled somewhere in the tangle of neurons and axons reside many recessed goings-on of my childhood, athletics and music are front and center. One-on-one Wiffle ball, 2-man stickball, Little League, and summers spent recreating entire major league baseball seasons in marathon sessions of Strat-o-Matic Baseball. Pick-up games of football evolved into the town’s creation of its first Flag football league. Sixth grade after-school-league began my lifelong romance with the game of basketball.
There is a humorous anecdote in Catch Us If You Can, where a bunch of teenage friends at a pizzeria debate the not-so-funny subject of whether they’d rather lose their sight or their hearing. My guess is that for many there’d be no debate, but for me it’s a tough call because of the role music plays in my life. Songs have a way of reawakening nostalgic feelings. The rock and roll music of the 1960’s, starting for me in 1965 (beginning the surge of the most prolific five years of music in rock history) bring you back in touch with a semblance of what it felt like when the memory was born. I don’t know what that connection is in the brain, but songs do that.
I graduated from the Wharton School at the University of Pennsylvania where my scholastic basketball-playing days ended at the JV Club level. I went on to law school at the McGeorge School of Law at the University of the Pacific, leading to a thirty-year career in law as a Litigation Attorney, Managing partner of a mid-size law firm, and Mediator.
Most of my adult life has been spent in Orange County, California with my wife and two children, highly active in coaching youth sports and playing basketball recreationally. After retiring from the legal profession, and belatedly becoming empty-nesters (whatever happened to kids going off to college and not coming back?) my wife and I recently moved to Maui, Hawaii where I will continue to write while trying to figure out what I really want to do when I grow up.