My Book

With the writing, it’s a longer story. When I was six, I decided I wanted to be a writer. I recognized I had a prolific imagination, a love of words and books, and I felt like I needed to express myself. I wrote through grade school, high school, college and won a national undergraduate writing award. After that, I worked on a novel while spending two years in a Monastery in central Minnesota. Then, I went home to Milwaukee, started taking credits in Social Work at University of Milwaukee-Wisconsin, and worked with kids with a history of violent crimes, emotional disturbance and gang affiliations. In the meantime, I got married, had two kids, no time for writing, and then I became a cop. During my divorce, while my kids were very young, any time I had by myself during the week when I couldn’t see my kids I ended up writing two manuscripts that I shopped around and they ended up living in shoeboxes in my closet, and I began to write little stories to go along with my photography and reflections on life as a guy who’s been through a lot and is in his sixties.