John Ely:  

Life Greetings from hell (or, more accurately, Tucson, AZ -- in summer, the two are essentially identical). I trust Kettering still exists; I haven't been there for about thirty years, and probably never will be there again. My life, of late, has been reminiscent of a line from the tune "Truckin'" by the Grateful Dead: "Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it's been." For those who don't know my history, I staggered my way thru undergrad in psychology at Ohio State, briefly worked at Wright-Patt, then started grad school in counseling at Wright State, kept on going and, in 1980, completed my PhD at Marquette University in cold-as-a-witch Milwaukee. I played around with administration and management for about ten years, then moved to Arizona and got my first clinical position, as an ER crisis evaluator in an urban hospital. I've been in love with high-intensity clinical work ever since. A few years ago, I got tired of working emergency rooms at nights and never seeing my family, broke a promise to myself and, after many years away from it, went back into management: I was a clinical supervisor for a small rural community outpatient clinic, then for a large urban one. I bailed out of administrative management for keeps a couple of years ago (I got tired of babysitting the little dysfunctional family others called my staff), and now serve as a working therapist in a large and very busy community clinic, continuing to moonlight in an ER on weekends. I like 12-Step (I am, myself, an Al-Anon), NLP, Ericksonian hypnosis, Dialectical Behavioral Therapy and serenity-based recovery models. I teach DSM diagnostics and, on occasion, get to torment some interns. I am widowed; Sharon passed from this world in early 2007, shortly after we celebrated our 1...Expand for more