My parents were both Social Workers. My mother was raised (along with nine brothers and sisters) in an isolated Native village by Pioneers on the coast of British Columbia. She rose to a position on the Central Mortgage and Housing Commission, after a career in family and children Aid. My Dad began as a seventh generation farmer and ended up as Provincial Executive Director of the Association of Social Workers. He received his PhD from the University of Liverpool in 1965.

In 1964, my brothers and I were introduced to God (although we didn't know it at the time) during a summer tour of Communist countries. We had pulled our Morris camper van onto a dirt rode in rural Czekoslavakia and parked under a tree in a farmers field. Three hours later, a Volkswagon camper pulled in beside us. The two men were smuggling Bibles into Russia, and it turned out that they spoke English .... in fact, they were Canadians .... in fact they were from British Columbia .... in fact their house was less than a half mile from our farm on the outskirts of Victoria on Vancouver Island.

If we were to add up all the Canadians in Europe at the time, divide by the the total population, divide again by the number of farms in Europe, multiply by the number of camper vans produced in a ten year period, and continue to perform hundreds of similar, mathematical procedures, eventually we might find that this was a "random" encounter that was predictable using the "laws" of probability...........NOT!!

As a teenager in Vancouver, I was on the honor role, played in the Junior symphony and had a morning paper route. I dropped out of school in grade 11 to become a professional ski bum, moving to Whistler. I married and we had two children, so I became a carpenter, foreman and eventually a general contractor. After a severe accident while driving a backhoe, my marriage collapsed and I drifted for several years until I found work as a resident manager of a trailer park. Recently, I am flourishing as a musician and writer.

At present, I divide my time between Yoga, serenading palliative care patients with "oldies but goodies" from their happier days, and writing the second installment in a trilogy of novels under the banner "Book 67", entitled "Unification". This will be my own herculean attempt to merge "Scientific Truth" with "Inner Truth" and flush all the artificial divisions down the drain. My goal is to achieve WORLD PEACE by December 21, 2012.

After a lifetime of listening to all the arguments and assertions in this world, I have come to the same conclusion as Judith Sheindlin (Judge Judy) who offers this advice to plaintiffs and defendants that give testimony in her courtroom - "If it makes no sense, it isn't true!" The "Book of Unspin" is my attempt to delete all the nonsense and save what is left. After all, believing something doesn't make it true, but believing something that isn't true makes us all idiots.