{"id":1919,"date":"2023-03-18T02:24:18","date_gmt":"2023-03-18T02:24:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/67.225.164.17\/~chronarchy\/?p=1919"},"modified":"2026-02-15T19:47:40","modified_gmt":"2026-02-16T00:47:40","slug":"my-autobiography-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/67.225.164.17\/~chronarchy\/my-autobiography-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Humble Host: An Autobiography"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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A Little About Me<\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Born in mid-September in the waning days of the 1970’s, I’m a somewhat older person than I was when I set this page up on my old website. A lot has changed, and there is certainly more to come.<\/p>

I moved around a lot as a kid; born in Cincinnati, then moving to the suburbs of Chicago, and then moving to Kansas City before spending most of my formative years in western Kentucky, only to move and finish high school back in the same suburb I had left in second grade may seem like a lot, but it was full of friends and family trips, and generally a joyful time.<\/p>

I played a lot of (second edition) Dungeons & Dragons<\/em> with my friends, and a bit of (first edition) Werewolf: The Apocalypse<\/em>. Dragonlance<\/em> novels got me through a lot of lonely times as we moved, and greatly improved my vocabulary.<\/p>

It was after we moved to Chicago that I became involved in fencing as a recreational sport; it would be an important part of my life. I learned to fence through the parks district, with foil as my weapon… because that was all they taught.<\/p>

I was heavily involved in the Boy Scouts of America for much of that time: it provided me some stability and something to do as I bounced around. My time in both Pack\/Troop 611 in KY, and my time in Troop 222 in Chicago, kept me very busy. I’d eventually (and finally) manage to attain the Eagle Scout rank, but just by the skin of my teeth, the summer before I left for college. (It was so “skin of my teeth” that I had to return the summer after I left for college to receive the award.)<\/p>

I got my first real job in downtown Chicago the summer after I graduated; I worked for $8\/hour in a mail room for a law firm, delivering mail to men who smoked cigars in fancy, wood-paneled offices. I was able to take my lunch on my own, though, and spent those hot hours lounging on the Picasso in Daley Plaza, or sampling the local restaurants, or attending Mass at St. Peter’s in the Loop. Though thoroughly Pagan from the summer after my sophomore year in high school, I appreciated ritual for what it was, and admired the friars I met there.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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