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My Fathers family has been based in Newport RI for what I would call, far to long. Some have left, some have stayed in Newport. From what is seemingly an all English background, my father's family summered in Newport from Philly. In a prodominatly excelling family in the world of business and education a strange thing in the genetic fabric of those days started to occur, artistic creativity. Without knowing much about these early days, I can tell you that in my life time, this became the standard with my fathers mother, Ester Fisher Smith. From what I have been told, there was always something different about the one I called Gran. Below her started a very interesting family when she married John Howard Benson, one of the most creative people I have ever been told about. | |||
It seems that both of these beings were on a common path of creativity when then met. While this can sometimes be disastorious, in this case it was inspirational. By pure genetic luck, the drive, innovation and clearvoinence directly carried over to their three boys, the youngest of which I am lucky to have been fathered by. | |||
My Mother's family was based in Jamestown RI where her father chose to raise his three girls and two boys as it was cooler in the summer and warmer in the winters then Providence, where he grew up and worked as a very successful lawyer. He was a very clear thinking man with uncompromising drive and ambition. His wife from what I have been told was one serious force to be dealt. | |||
Without diving more into it, it is so simple a picture to see where the hell I came from. | |||
My Parents met when they were 14 years old, at a party at a family house in the point section of Newport. They remained friends until the collage years when they started dating (or so I have been told). Mom a trained music teacher, Dad a Brown university drop out just out of the Navy decided to get married. From there they traveled in search of work in the photography and printing industry, of which my father had gained an interest in while working in the optics shop on a Navy repare vessel. | |||
Kids were a must for these two so when they were told that they could not have any, My mother said, Next life, Next wife sweetheart. My Sister Sarah was adopted in her first two weeks of life. Soon after came my brother Luke in the same fashion. When all was said and done, the happy two kiddo family was surprisingly shocked when news came of my sister Abby. With a faulty diaphram two years later, Good ole db was on his way. To this day my parents tell friends, "We have four mistakes, two are our's and two are someone else's." I find it very comforting. | |||
More on my family can be found [[Fam| here]] | |||
== Locations == | == Locations == | ||
Revision as of 15:38, 15 January 2011
I am a guy with a lot of energy, not much time and a life that is flying by. Hard to talk about really.
Roots
My Fathers family has been based in Newport RI for what I would call, far to long. Some have left, some have stayed in Newport. From what is seemingly an all English background, my father's family summered in Newport from Philly. In a prodominatly excelling family in the world of business and education a strange thing in the genetic fabric of those days started to occur, artistic creativity. Without knowing much about these early days, I can tell you that in my life time, this became the standard with my fathers mother, Ester Fisher Smith. From what I have been told, there was always something different about the one I called Gran. Below her started a very interesting family when she married John Howard Benson, one of the most creative people I have ever been told about.
It seems that both of these beings were on a common path of creativity when then met. While this can sometimes be disastorious, in this case it was inspirational. By pure genetic luck, the drive, innovation and clearvoinence directly carried over to their three boys, the youngest of which I am lucky to have been fathered by.
My Mother's family was based in Jamestown RI where her father chose to raise his three girls and two boys as it was cooler in the summer and warmer in the winters then Providence, where he grew up and worked as a very successful lawyer. He was a very clear thinking man with uncompromising drive and ambition. His wife from what I have been told was one serious force to be dealt.
Without diving more into it, it is so simple a picture to see where the hell I came from.
My Parents met when they were 14 years old, at a party at a family house in the point section of Newport. They remained friends until the collage years when they started dating (or so I have been told). Mom a trained music teacher, Dad a Brown university drop out just out of the Navy decided to get married. From there they traveled in search of work in the photography and printing industry, of which my father had gained an interest in while working in the optics shop on a Navy repare vessel.
Kids were a must for these two so when they were told that they could not have any, My mother said, Next life, Next wife sweetheart. My Sister Sarah was adopted in her first two weeks of life. Soon after came my brother Luke in the same fashion. When all was said and done, the happy two kiddo family was surprisingly shocked when news came of my sister Abby. With a faulty diaphram two years later, Good ole db was on his way. To this day my parents tell friends, "We have four mistakes, two are our's and two are someone else's." I find it very comforting.
More on my family can be found here
Locations
I have come and gone and just recently bought property in the city. It is shocking how quickly things can change in a small town. Constantly visiting allows you to float, not be tied, not over stay your welcome, stay on your toes. Living in Newport has recently started taking a toll on me. I don't know what the answer is but I will let you all know what I find.
Schooling (or lack there of), Work, Projects
As of Summer 10, I started a new job as a Network Engineer for a very well established local company where I am treated well, extremely busy and constantly challenged. This is a refreshing change from my old job where I should have left much sooner then I did. Either way, looking back I am happy the way all has gone so far.
find me at db at swingpad dot com