Wow, that's a lot to take in... stats first. Insufferable transplant since '90. Been a hopeless alpine
skiing addict since 1968, frequently teaching part time at local hills. Skiing is my muse.

Born in Connecticut in '56, Dad was in grad school but got hired before he's finished his masters,
out east for a few months while he got started with American Cyanamid as an Agriculturist.

Back to Portland for the first few years to finish school, moved to the Minneapolis area by the time I was two.
This was right in the middle of Dad's huge territory. He traveled a lot, which drove Mom nuts.

My sister Katie was born while we were still renting a house just before the "House on Quinn". Things got weirder,
more on that later... But basically I "grew up" in the Minneapolis suburb of Bloomington, till Montana State in 1974.

As far as finding the IOMH, I've always been a "misfit"... noticed the "rift" on QRZ. So I lurked... then made noise.

That leaves the current health situation, the "our country" scenario, and my "state of mind". I'll ruminate on those
and think about how to pull it off appropriately and clearly, without "causing harm". HmmMMmmm. ;)