Dan Cohen
My first job as a kid was selling shoes in a small clothing store that served as the front for a busy Los Angeles sports book. Since then, I’ve been a lot of things -- a telephone technician, a college professor, a pot-washer, and so on -- but none of those jobs were ever as much fun as trying to sell shoes to gamblers.
Today, I live in Boston with my wife, two sons, and an ancient cat who I choose to believe is immortal. I’ve been here long enough that no one has an accent, the pizza seems okay, and I still dodge potholes on Storrow Drive that were filled in years ago.
Credit where due -- The photograph of my more youthful self was taken by the multi-talented Phil Dusel, who still approaches the internet as though it were a large, unfamiliar dog.