Charles D. Cohen

My schooling initially took me from New York to an area outside of Philadelphia, where I was an English major at the uniquely formative Haverford College. But, as the comedian Gallagher once asked, "What are you going to do with an English major if you don't teach--open a Poem Repair?" So it was off to Boston for the Tufts University School of Dental Medicine, and finally to Illinois for the orthodontic program at the University of Illinois at Chicago--get an education, see the country.

Wondering where I might want to settle, I first had to rule out Corfu, Greece, which was gorgeous but impractical for someone who could only say "good morning," "good evening," "good night," "thank you very much," and "melon" in Greek and knew nothing about the state of Grecian dentistry (or taxes--how much would be Owed on what a Grecian Earned?). So I mused over what was really important to me and decided that I wanted to live somewhere that had four distinct seasons. Taking out a map and compass (the kind with a point and a pencil), I drew a circle demarcating a two-hour radius with Hartford, CT as the center, then started looking for jobs as a dentist within that circle. I ended up settling Northampton, a liberal community that welcomed the arts in western Massachusetts. [retrieved 4/6/2016 from Amazon.com, Author page]

Charles D. Cohen exists on the mountainside between the worlds of at and science. [...] His interest in the arts has led to several one-man shows of paintings, photography, and sculptures, various literary and musical compositions, and the viewing of as many films as possible when time permits. His involvement in science has fostered his annoyingly inquisitive nature and has caused him to maintain a methodical and logical approach to each new venture. [...] [adapted from jacket of The Seuss, the Whole Seuss and Nothing but the Seuss (2004)]