On most days, and more than a few nights, I dedicate my time to writing memoir and, on occasion, short story fiction. Memoir is my preferred way of attempting to understand my possibly incomprehensible family of origin, including myself, of course. I also do my best to understand the much larger, but not necessarily more complicated, human family. Currently, I'm preparing my collection, Not My Father's Garden, for publication...somehow. In addition to my years in academia as a cultural anthropologist, I have had the pleasure of consulting with nonprofits in the United States and the Canadian province of Newfoundland and Labrador. It has been an honor to have been a board member of a nonprofit that serves families with gravely ill children, and another which serves homeless veterans and their families. My spouse, Catherine, and I live in Shorewood, Wisconsin, and are the proud parents of two thriving, young adults. Fatherhood has been the most enjoyable experience of my life, in spite of the wish of my exasperated mother (of blessed memory) that I should have offspring who behave as I did. My father (of blessed memory) remained silent on the issue...perhaps because he recalled his own childhood behavior.