At one time or another David Warren was a data entry doer, a non-profit nobody, a whimsical writer of training films, a bad tempered bartender, a delivery driver, a sun-kissed sailboat mate, and a good-for-nothing golf caddie.He is a capable cook, a slow cyclist, an insular introvert, a pernicious putterer, a desultory drinker, a hellacious handyman, an alliteration addict, and a drab dresser.Most importantly, he is a fond father, a steadfast spouse, a supportive son, a stalwart sibling, a fierce friend, a non-judgmental neighbor and more often than not, a law-abiding local.He lives in Richmond, Virginia.
