I believe there are two ways to describe a person:
Who am I?
As said before, my name is Eric C. Stepp, and I am an Irish-American. Both of my parents were born in Ireland, married in Ireland, and conceived me in Ireland. Then, they emigrated to the United States while I was just 3 months in the womb. I was born on February 4th, 1973, at approximately 2:45 PM, in Garden Grove, California. So, that makes me 24 years old, alcoholic, and roguish.
My father passed away when I was two years old in an automobile accident. Ten months later my mother re-married my now current step-father. He was a career Navy man, in the service for 34 years. Up until my 16th birthday, we had moved around the globe to various places as San Francisco, Sacramento, The Philippines, Guam, Hawaii, Hong Kong, Singapore, Taiwan, Wales, Louisiana, Arkansas and Texas. Overall, we moved 28 times from the time I was 3 until I turned 16. We finally settled down in Texas for a while, right after my step-father retired from the Navy. I finished my high school in Nacogdoches, TX, and prepared to move to Chicago to go to college.
I went to college for two semesters in Chicago, then decided to continue my travelling throughout the United States [please see my final 2 sections in my essay I Am A Writer]. I hitchhiked all across the U.S. during a 3 year period, staying extensively in San Francisco and Dallas. I finally moved back to the Seattle/Tacoma area during the summer of 1995 where I have been living since.
Ok, here’s the frivolous stuff. I’m an avid music collector. I have over 1000 CD’s and half as many cassette tapes. I listen to all types of music, but mostly 60’s folk and 90’s alternative (typical Gen-X’er, eh?). I own over 3000 books, subjects ranging from pet care to cooking to sci-fi to classical Greek plays to contemporary Jack Kerouac. I’ve been writing since I was a young prat [if you haven’t read I Am A Writer by now, you really should]. And, to top it off, I’m hopelessly cynical.
What am I?
This one is a little more complicated to answer, because What am I? ranges from my own personal philosophy of life to how I eat my carrots. Everything that is not physically me is characterized by the question What am I? So, the best solution I can think of to answering that question is to read my writings on here and other places listed.
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