About

I am surrounded by people who define themselves by what they do for a living. If you ask my colleagues to talk about themselves, one of the first statements to blurt forth will invariably be: I am a lawyer. Except, they’ll say, “I’m an attorney.” Because they think attorney sounds more respectable than lawyer.

If you ask the same of me, more often then not I suppose I am likely to respond in kind. I am a lawyer. Since that is how I earn a living, and since earning a living is rather quite an important part of life these days, I don’t see much of a way around this automatic response.

However, I am so much more than just a lawyer. I am a thinker and dreamer. I am a poet and artist and philosopher. I am a mathematician, and scientist. I am a designer and athlete and reader and writer. I am an evolutionist. I am a musician who plays (or has played) the trumpet, guitar, piano, and mandolin.

I am a cook and a skier. I am a traveler and a linguist. I am a movie-watcher and do-it-yourselfer.

But none of these interests or jobs or skills or talents is who I really am. Who am I really, then?

Good question.