Port Townsend Washington
Same as I ever was...just a now little older, heavier, and more out of breath (especially when excited). After high school, I wanted to take a year off before going to college and got a job working on the ski patrol at Mt. Bachelor...13 years later I was still there and was the patrol director. What had started out as an exciting and interesting on-the-mountain job ended up being a mostly-boring-in-the-office job and it was time to move on. I moved out to Montana and got my physical therapy degree at the U of M in Missoula while working summers for my brother as a river guide on the Middle Fork of the Salmon River in Idaho (the best job I ever quit) then moved back to Oregon and worked for about 5 years in Corvallis as a PT. The company I was working for at the time offered me the directorship of a practice they had up in Port Townsend, WA and I have been there since 1998. I eventually bought the practice from the company and operated my own clinic which at times is the biggest mistake I ever made and the best decision I ever made at others. In 2011, I bowed to the increasing difficulties of maintaining a profitable private practice when the opportunity presented itself to sell to the local hospital which allowed me to stay in my practice without having to worry about the challenges of ownership; seemingly win-win for both me and the hospital. The relationship continued uneventfully until late 2014 when the hospital decided to close the practice and "integrate" me into the rehab services department. Being much more of a pirate than Borg, I tendered my resignation and joined another private practice in Port Townsend...thereby completing the professional arc of clinician to director to owner to supervisor and back to clinician.