Chris Besenty is a forty-something father of three, husband of one, and a career civil servant who spends far too much time around computers.
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| Above, at work: Mr. Besenty troubleshoots a difficult network problem |
A graduate of Sonoma State University's School of Social Sciences (Environmental Studies and Planning, 1996), he turned to college to pursue his academic degree at age thirty after working for 14 years in a variety of positions; florist, carpenter, clerk, cashier, attendant, and mop-boy. Along they way he learned a few things and got to prove Mr. Bonozo wrong.
His formative years were spent in the westside of Los Angeles and he has lived in California his entire life. He owes much to his grandmother, Goldie Emma Claunch (1903-2001), a native daughter of Oklahoma and the strongest and kindest person he ever met.
His primary goals are to live long, die happy, and somewhere along the way perfect the art of Mexican cooking.
Chris has no religious preferences or prejudices and secretly believes that life is a giant petri dish. His favorite quote is "The fish is the last to learn of the existence of water" (much thanks to Professor J.B. MacPherson).
He is of Welsh-German/Swiss/Italian extraction, his wife is of Ukrainian/Jewish descent, and their children are absolutely gorgeous and totally confused. His oldest son, from a prior marriage, lives in Virginia and is a handsome young lad on his way to becoming a man.
Chris and his family make their home near the bohemian elan that is Sacramento, California, aka "The Big Tomato." He currently works in San Francisco and knows quite a bit about the Capitol Corridor Amtrak route.
Old Sacramento, the Delta, the Valley of the Moon, coastal Sonoma and Marin Counties, San Francisco's North Beach/Chinatown, Olvera Street in Los Angeles, and Old Town San Diego are his favorite haunts.
He is also a Sacramento Kings fan, but thinks their team colors reflect an unfortunate choice. He believes a smart tomato red/harvest gold ensemble would have proven quite fetching.
Go Vlade! Go Peja! Go Bibby! Go Kings!
