Nothing is predestined: The obstacles of your past can become the gateways that lead to new beginnings. - Ralph Blum

That quote above represents what has become, so far in my journey on this 'Infinite Voyage', the central theme of my life. Good things aren't always Good, and sometimes what seems like a Bad thing proves itself to be, several years down the road, one of the best and most positive influences a person's life can ever know.

I was born in early February, 1957 in northeastern Connecticut. I had been due to be born at Christmas time, but my Mother was involved in a car accident that delayed her delivery. I was a twin: the sole surviving one of the pair. My brother/sister was stillborn. My early days were tough ones: I was the middle child of five siblings born to a Connecticut couple that struggled with many problems in their time, including domestic, financial, and legal issues. My Father was abusive, not only physically, but in terms of how he nearly completely ignored his children when times were peaceful.

And yet those times were joyful, as well. Because of the internal stress in our Family, I became very close to my two younger brothers. We lived on twelve wooded acres in northeastern Connecticut and enjoyed years and years of wonderful, childhood imaginative adventures in those woods! Those years, tough as they were, taught us all several key lessons that I've carried with me to this day: No matter what your plight in life, the direction you take is the one you first set your MIND towards. Thought leads to Action which leads to reality. Obstacles are thrown in our way, by design, in order to guide us, strengthen us, and teach us.

The powerless man says "Ahh, this is my plight and I must learn to live with it, the best I can". The Sorcerer, however, says "Because this situation is harmful, I can and will envision it to improve. I speak it so..."

I became a hermit, during those early years. Life was tough enough that one quickly learned that the motives and intentions of most (not all) people, including Family, were immediately suspect. It taught me to question everything, which later in life, as a writer and software developer, became valuable capabilities. Those years taught me early on that nearly all communication between Humans is non-verbal, Kinesic in nature, which also helped me tremendously in my adult years. Despite that caution and isolation, there were occassionally wonderful times when another person managed to break through that hard outer shell of mine and become trusted and valued. Those people were, and many still are, like precious gems to me.

School was an interesting experience for me, seeing that my Family's isolation and rather puritanical religious beliefs had kept us so isolated. In High School, I kept to myself with the exception of a few key friends. I loved music and played both the tenor saxophone and piano. I loved to write, becoming the editor of my High School newspaper for two years and keeping extensive personal journals (which my girlfriend, at the time, used to love to steal from my locker and share with her friends.. D'oh!)

I attended the Universiry of Connecticut for one year, after High School, hoping to enter as a liberal arts student and then seque to a Journalism program that UConn did not provide at the time. For awhile, I worked as a reporter on the UConn student newspaper, the 'Daily Campus', gathering around twenty bylines to my name. However, my original plan to commute to UConn was thwarted and I was forced to live on campus, which greatly increased my costs. I worked two jobs at once, to make ends meet, and one of them didn't let out until two o'clock in the morning, so I missed many morning classes, my grades suffered, and eventually my educational funds dried up. I dropped out after one year.

After college, I worked a variety of menial jobs to earn gas money for my beat-up Ford Town and Country wagon. I met my wife during this period. She, too, was from an abusive, broken family. However, she had taken it upon herself, back then, to provide most of the care, comfort, and nurture to her three younger brothers, including one who was severely handicapped, simply because her own parents could not and would not do so themselves. I fell in love with this young lady, because of that tenderness and raw, overpowering determination to do the right thing by her siblings. I saw in her a chance to fulfill one of my own desires in life: a chance to start over, raise a family, and break the tradition of abuse and neglect; to do it 'right'.

I married her a year later. She was young, sixteen years old. I was nearly as young, only nineteen. Kids, don't do what WE DID. My final warning, on that subject. We got lucky. Though the two of us were completely different from each other, we somehow managed to 'fit' each other, each providing qualities and abilities that the other lacked. She has been, ever since those early days, the 'Yin' to my 'Yang', and I've done the impossible with her, since those days: I've loved her every day, ever since, for thirty-five wonderful years...

At twenty-five, I bought this strange new toy I had found advertised in a magazine. It was a computer, known as the 'Sinclair ZX80'. It cost only fifty dollars and was tiny, about the size of a modern day calculator. I learned to develop software on that tiny toy; storing each program carefully on an audio tape. The thought that I could actually CONTROL the output and use some of these same skills, the logic, the writing, the tendancy to question every choice, every decision, every output, and create something so simple yet so powerful was like Heaven to me.

Two years later, I enrolled in a Windham Technical School to learn software development. It was a tough time: I had to work part-time because of school, and we survived that first year on less than three thousand dollars total income. We ate a lot of noodles and peanut butter sandwiches, that year! But in the long haul, it paid off. Shortly afterwards, I got my first job as a software developer at a northeastern Connecticut company that produced School Accounting, Payroll, and Accounts Recievable programs.

Shock and horror: despite my failure at a secondary education, a career had been born! That was twenty-seven years ago, and to this day I earn my coin developing Business Software systems. What I said before, bears repeating: The powerless man says "Ahh, this is my plight and I must learn to live with it, the best I can". The Sorcerer, however, says "Because this situation is harmful, I can and will envision it to improve. I speak it so..." I am living proof that a life, no matter how desperate, CAN change, given the right desire, incentive, and determination.

May the rest of you who read this account take note of that, and find the incentive to chart a similar path through your own 'Infinite Voyage' in the same fashion. If that is true of even one person visiting this website, then my efforts at this production will have proven worthwhile.

Andurant Krinn, October 19th, 2011