|I started taking pictures at age six. My Dad liked to do it, and I loved my Dad, so I borrowed his camera to be like him. After taking pictures for the high school yearbook, I studied physics at MIT, and narrowly escaped a career as a nuclear physicist. Traveling the world as a photographer appealed far more than spending my life measuring things, much to the dismay of my parents. (See MIT alumni articles below.) Four years later, my brother graduated something-cum-laude from Harvard and became a stand-up comic. He is now Senator Al Franken. I can call him Al.
My mother always worried. When I called her from Africa to say “Mom, I'm going into the jungle,” she answered, “I'll be happier when you call to tell me you're coming OUT of the jungle!” In a postcard to my brother from Ghana: "Dear Al, I have malaria. Don't tell Mom.”
So I’d figured out a way to visit more than a 100+ countries (see subjects ) and get paid for it.
I moved to Paris in 1988 and stayed for the oysters. The dangers now are botulism, salmonella, an occasional mad cow or chef. I discovered the joy of food during early travels. Even now, I wander off to discover markets and to eat. I had a meal of rat, bat and dog in Indonesia, dog sausage with my son near Dien Bien Phu in a rickety Soviet jeep (a male bonding moment), and roast wild cat (probably a young snow leopard) with my daughter in Burma. She is still angry with me about it but loves to tell her friends.
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