About Quinn

I was born in Canada on the West Coast, just north of Vancouver in a little town called Sechelt. My parents were of the generation that was, well, feelin' groovy. They left California for the woods of British Columbia.

Apparently, the cabin in the woods where they lived had such a good roof that when it snowed, you could see the occasional snow flake drifting down from the rafters. I don't remember the place, but I do know that I once ate a slug and once fell in the duck pond and stayed under for a bit longer than I should have.

Soon, my parents, uh, stopped feelin' so groovy and went their separate ways. I ended up in Regina, Saskatchewan (dare ya to say either one, the first makes you blush, the second makes you stutter) on the prairies of Canada with my mom and step-dad; my dad stayed in British Columbia.

I went to University in Regina, and received a Bachelor's degree in Computer Science. At said university, which had the distinguished name of, what else, University of Regina, I met my wife Carla. Actually, when I met her she wasn't my wife yet. That came later.

Carla wanted to become a psychologist, and, bless her, go to grad school. By this time my dad had moved back to California. He was born in Palo Alto, where my Grandmother still lived. As luck would have it, Carla was accepted at CSPP in Alameda, which has since moved to the Presidio. So, we had a little support structure in place.

She graduated from the U of R in April, 1994, we got married in June, and came to California in August with no jobs and little money. It was going to be 4 years and back to Canada. California does get a grip on you.

Now, coming from a Canadian city of 180,000, we weren't exactly metropolitan. We were terrified. However, when we came over that green bridge onto Park Street it was as if we had been holding our breath, and could finally exhale. It felt like home.

After 5 years of commuting to a geek job in SF I broke out on my own as an independent geek and did OK, but got tired of working all day in a home office and got more tired of the fallout from the dot com bust (terrible hourly rates). My mother-in-law is a real estate agent in Regina, and she said she thought it was a career I should pursue. So, I interviewed at 5 real estate offices in Alameda, and immediately felt at home at Bayside Real Estate.

I was going to add a little marketing bit at the end, but thought better of it. I'll leave this page free of pitches.