About Me
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So about me? Not much to tell. I grew up moving all over the world as a State Department Brat. I tried and failed to get into the Air Force Academy the first time I applied, but with a year of prep school under my belt the second time was the charm.
After graduation I was a newly minted Lieutenant with one thing on my mind, well maybe more than one thing but being a pilot was definitely up there. So being a pilot is what I did, in two different airplanes, on nine different combat deployments to first the war in Afghanistan then the war in Iraq, then rather ambidextrously both wars at the same time.
Then it was all over, and I was retired. With gusto and zeal, I plunged into the fun financial services sector intent on one thing: conquering all. Sixteen months later, and a week before my fortieth birthday the financial services sector and I mutually agreed to see other people. The breakup was somewhat amicable, we did agree to still be friends, but I’m not sure I bought the whole “It’s not you, it’s me” thing.
After graduation I was a newly minted Lieutenant with one thing on my mind, well maybe more than one thing but being a pilot was definitely up there. So being a pilot is what I did, in two different airplanes, on nine different combat deployments to first the war in Afghanistan then the war in Iraq, then rather ambidextrously both wars at the same time.
Then it was all over, and I was retired. With gusto and zeal, I plunged into the fun financial services sector intent on one thing: conquering all. Sixteen months later, and a week before my fortieth birthday the financial services sector and I mutually agreed to see other people. The breakup was somewhat amicable, we did agree to still be friends, but I’m not sure I bought the whole “It’s not you, it’s me” thing.
With nothing much else to do I branded myself an Entrepreneur, the socially acceptable term for unemployed and went back to school to get an MBA. Start companies I would and start a nonprofit I did. Then at 41 I became a Dad for the first time and two minutes after that, I became a Dad for the second time. Hello world we’ve got twins!
Now my wife, she’s something of a corporate rock star. She has this great thing called a job, which is kind of a big deal if you like the whole roof over head thing. The arrival of the twins put my little “between things professionally” status into perspective. I’m not one for math (might explain the whole financial services thing) but one parent with a job added to one parent without a job multiplied by the exponential force of twins equals one thing: Hi again world, I’ll be a stay at home dad.
So that’s what I am, a retired Air Force pilot turned stay-at-home Dad in Texas suburbia. Daily I battle the bottles, the diapers, the spit up and tears (mostly mine) and daily at some point amongst the giggles, burps, crying and shrieks (again mostly mine) I look at it all and think: “I used to fly jets…”
Now my wife, she’s something of a corporate rock star. She has this great thing called a job, which is kind of a big deal if you like the whole roof over head thing. The arrival of the twins put my little “between things professionally” status into perspective. I’m not one for math (might explain the whole financial services thing) but one parent with a job added to one parent without a job multiplied by the exponential force of twins equals one thing: Hi again world, I’ll be a stay at home dad.
So that’s what I am, a retired Air Force pilot turned stay-at-home Dad in Texas suburbia. Daily I battle the bottles, the diapers, the spit up and tears (mostly mine) and daily at some point amongst the giggles, burps, crying and shrieks (again mostly mine) I look at it all and think: “I used to fly jets…”