Ten Towns Less Travelled: Part Six - Ventura, California
By June of 2001, I'd lost my telecommuting reporting job because the company filed for bankruptcy. However, prior to then, I'd been groomed to advance with them and interview for a regular job. This was a New York-based "dot com" as they were called, and I was living in Ventura. After news of the bankruptcy late that March, I had the opportunity to change my plans and not visit New York. After all, there was no job to interview for, and I'd be better off staying put in my one bedroom just a mile from the beach. What wasn't to like? Tanned, relaxed, meeting deadlines remotely. Life was sweet. But I wanted more. "You should stay in California ," my producer Matt said. "It's a much easier lifestyle." Turns out, Matt was right. But I wouldn't change what happened in my life for anything in the world. And what happened was I left Ventura June 3, 2001, my cat Wendell and a Nissan Sentra's worth of possessions in tow. I honked and...