1983-1987 UNDERGRAD: REED

Undergrad: Reed College, 1983-1987, BA Psychology

I went to school at a small, private college in Portland, Oregon. I went there because my mother went there, and her parents went there. That is where they met and married.
It's an amazing school. It tends to attract misfits and loaners and brainiacs, who study way too hard, and ultimately party way too hard.

See the building in the background? That's Eliot Hall in the center of campus. I loved those army pants and one of many, many pair of converse.

My freshman year was a solid year of panic. I vowed to never drink and kept that naive promise the whole year until Renn Faire (end of the year). The first time I ever drank, I got completely drunk on beer and tequila. It was downhill from there. I always drank to get drunk and blacked out on a semi-regular basis. I also experimented with recreational drugs, which I am blessed to never have had a dependence on.

When I was a softmore, at age 19, my mother entered into AA/NA recovery. I thought she'd joined a cult, having never really heard of 12 step programs. Thank God she paved the way for me to follow her later.

I originally wanted to major in education, but they discontinued the Master's Program in education while I was at Reed. So then I wanted to major in Anthropology, but was intimidated due to intense level of coursework on Marx, etc. I did love Psychological Anthropology, so ended up majoring in Psychology.