Everyone has an origin story: a collection of those seminal moments or life events that defines their ultimate narrative.
For comic book heroes, it’s pretty simple: Watch someone murder your parents in an alley, get kidnapped by a bunch of terrorists that use the weapons you designed to strike back at you, or simply stumble into the nearest source of unknown radiation, and boom, you’re on your way.
But for most of us, origins are more complex and far less clear–especially as they’re actually happening.
I’m no different in that I’m the product of a million different decisions over half a century, but I’m fortunate enough to be able to point to a couple specific catalysts that got me here.
Two big things happened in 1985. I was 15 and fortunate enough to live near a…
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