Wordsmith, contrarian, dreamer, realist, '60s radical, dyed in the wool 99%, we made this mess, we can fix it, we're not done evolving...The product of an Irish/Italian family (and to paraphrase Oscar Wilde, they are two peoples divided by a common religion)I was transplanted as a boy from the clapboard villages of New England to the cookie cutter subdivisions that littered the disappearing orange groves south of Los Angeles in the 1960s. Ever rebellious and true to the folk music/coffee house idealism that helped shape my early worldview, I chose to resist the Vietnam War, was a man without a country for several years and can count incarceration in a Mexican prison as one of my many colorful experiences from that era. Born a vagabond at heart, one thing survived all my early travels. A typewriter. A love of words has haunted me from birth, a passion I finally took seriously around the turn of the millennium and have dedicated the remainder of my days to authorship. I am delighted to be back in the New England of my youth and live along the sea grass shores of Rhode Island.