Christopher Traub:
CLASS OF 1969
Santa Rosa High SchoolClass of 1969
Santa rosa, CA
Proctor Terrace Elementary SchoolClass of 1963
Santa rosa, CA
Christopher's Story
Life
I retired as a Correctional Deputy Sheriff in 2009. During high school I took a semester off to visit Panama. It was a wonderful experience immersing myself in a totally foreign culture as well as the cultures of the 3 indigenous peoples there; the Kuna, the Embera, and the Guaymi. I worked my way through Sonoma State and graduated with a B.A. degree in sociology.
I taught martial arts for many years but didn't earn enough money so I finally got brave and went into corrections. I worked at San Quentin for a year where I saw two fatal stabbings during my first week on the job. That's not why I quit. I quit because I got tired of a normal week being 50 hours with the commute and I got tired of working doubles two days in a row. Now, having worked at the Sonoma County Jail for more than 24 years, I have retired...HAPPILY!
I've maintained a passion for film making for a long time. I've mostly been a cinematographer (i.e. Director of Photography) shooting other people's films but I am becoming a director now. If I can find a niche in the motion picture industry I will do so. I've written a feature-length script called "Samira" which is about a non-Muslim American man who falls in love with a Muslim Jordanian woman. This is forbidden by her religion and culture. I would love to direct it. I'm looking for investors.
I still love to travel and have been to many places outside the U.S. including Mexico 3 times, Colombia 1x, Costa Rica 2x, Panama 2x, Guatemala, the Caribbean 4x, Indonesia, Israel 2x, Iran (before the revolution!) England 3x,Turkey, Iceland, Germany, Norway, Peru, Vietnam, Cambodia, Peru, Canada 4x, Kenya and, well, etc.! I also love to study languages and I'm fluent in Spanish and Portuguese and conversant in Arabic.
In the rainforest of Panama I once climbed a vine to get a closer look at ma...Expand for more
rmosettes. Halfway up I ran into a bala (bullet) ant which is so named because when it stings you, you feel like you've been shot by a gun. I held on with one hand and flicked it off with my finger. After climbing another minute or so, I perched myself in a tree about 35 feet up. I saw that many bullet ants were climbing down the vine so I couldn't return that way. The Kuna I was with was shouting, "Watch out for those ants, they sting you BAD!" I climbed higher, went across a limb to another tree and down another vine. I was very glad I wasn't stung because it causes temporary paralysis and very severe pain in whatever limb is stung.
Then there was the time I got a jeep ride from 3 drunken Panamanian brothers. They drove into a deep ditch and I flew out, landing on my back. I said, "Thanks, I'll get another ride."
I am an avid birder which most people who are not "in the know" still call "bird watching." But watching is not the point of it. What are the birds going to do that is so fascinating? Run along a fence? Peck at the ground? No wonder people think of it as interesting as watching paint dry! No, the goal is FINDING birds and IDENTIFYING them. That can be very challenging. And finding rare birds is always a wonderful experience. I've seen the only greater sand plover ever found in the Western Hemisphere, for example, though I didn't discover it. People tell me how they've set up feeders in their yards and they get hummingbirds, and finches, and sparrows, etc. I say what kind of finches, what kind of sparrows, etc. They say, "Uh, I don't know." That's bird WATCHING and it's not for me!
Now I make bows and arrows from natural materials.
Though I was emotionally tortured, shy, and withdrawn in High School I have fully recovered since then and I would love to reconnect with old classmates.
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