I was born in 1942 and lived in various small towns in Pennsylvania until college. That was Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore where I studied biology, discovering that science did not really fit me. At the same time, I discovered that my family’s fundamentalist Christian religion did not fit me either. The realization was very troubling because I also knew, somehow, that I was still by nature “religious.” But in what way? I tried to find the answer at Chicago Theological Seminary, becoming involved in the Civil Rights Movement (with the young Jesse Jackson, a classmate) and the beginning of an Anti-Vietnam War Movement (encouraged by the seminary’s president, Dr. Howard Schomer, a prominent human rights activist). That led me to service in the Peace Corps, as a public health worker in northeast Thailand.