I spend my summers at my Maine house . I don't have children or a wife so I like to show pictures of my cabin. You can tell from this aerial view that I live in natural isolation in the summer. My house doesn't usually look like this to me because I work down south in the winter, but winter in Maine can be beautiful. Here are a couple of pictures of the wire bridge , a local landmark. Nature can create beautiful surprises like this ice jam under the wire bridge. When I'm in Maine in the winter I don't give up cycling. Here is a picture of the farm house where I grew up.

Family legend has it that my first word after mama and dada was bicycle. I grew up on a farm and raised oxen (they are called steers until four years old). Here I am at the Franklin County fair with my first team called Ray and Bob after cattle dealer Ray Robinson and his son Bob. One year our 4-H club went to the Eastern States Exposition in Springfield, Massachusetts. That was a major event for us kids from rural Maine.

This picture from my back yard shows the autumn beauty.

Here are pictures and stories from my trips to Costa Rica and Venezuela, Greece, Puerto Rico, Chile, Panama, Grenada, Arizona and Uruguay

Professional background I earned my first B.A. in Economics at Tufts University near Boston. After several years in the business world, I returned to school getting a B.A. in psychology from the University of Texas. In 1987 I received my Ph.D., in Clinical Psychology, from the University of South Carolina and completed an internship at Illinois State. I taught at the University of Texas-Permian Basin and spent three years with the University of Maryland-European and Asian Divisions teaching in Spain, Germany, Italy and Japan. I then spent two years working as a clinical psychologist at Mid-Maine Medical Center in Waterville and teaching at the University of Maine at Farmington. In 1995 I came to work at Francis Marion University.

In Maine I like to go mountain biking on old woods roads. Sometimes the going gets rough but that's half the fun. I live about 20 miles south of the Bigelow range, a group of mountain peaks protected as public land. The view on the left is to the west from Little Bigelow, the easternmost end of the chain and the one on the right is looking eastward from the west end of the range across Flagstaff Lake. Some of my favorite trails follow the route of the Narrow Gauge railroad which ran in Franklin county until the 30's. This section through Stub's meadow is very isolated. The best part about a bike ride is stopping for breaks at friendly places like this store in West New Portland. My friend Dan and I went rafting on the Kennebec River. That's me with the sunglasses that didn't survive the ride and Dan with the hat on backwards.