I got hired as a high school math teacher in the spring of my senior year at Princeton (1981), and I've been teaching math and computer science in independent schools since then. My first teaching job was at the Gilman School in Baltimore for 14 years, where I also coached baseball and basketball. In 1990-91, I spent a "sabbatical" year teaching at the Iolani School in Honolulu. Since 1995, I've been teaching (and living) at St. George's School in Newport, RI, a 9-12 Boarding School. At SG I served as chairman of the mathematics department for 16 years, where my focus was on finding ways to integrate technology effectively in the classroom. I've also been a dorm head, a varsity coach, a student advisor, and have served on more committees than I can count. I've been teaching for 36 years (so far), and I'd love to teach for another 10 years (or more) if I can stay healthy.
From 1985-1997, I had the world's greatest summer job, working as a "master teacher" for the Woodrow Wilson Foundation (which is based in Princeton although not affiliated with the university). I was a member of a 4-person team of high school teachers who traveled around the country running week-long workshops in Geometry and Technology for high school teachers. I worked with over 1000 teachers in that time, and learned a ton about teaching and teachers. It was fabulous.
In addition to my BSE (in Civil Engineering) from Princeton, I earned an MS (in Educational Technology) from Johns Hopkins in 1987. I'm married (to a math teacher) to Melanie Lewis, and we have two kids: Ben (25) and Emily (22).
About 2 or 3 years into my first teaching job at Gilman, I was visited unexpectedly by Henry Drewry, who ran the Teacher Prep Program when I was a student. Henry happened to be at some sort of conference in Baltimore and, without telling me, decided to look me up. When I was his student at Princeton, he wasn't 100% sure that I was "serious" about becoming a teacher (he felt that I might be more interested in engineering than in teaching). But on one hot spring afternoon in Baltimore I looked up in the middle of class to discover Henry sitting in the back of my room. I had been so intent on teaching the lesson that I hadn't even noticed he had snuck in. After class, he told me "I can see now that you are very serious about teaching...I really enjoyed your class...good job!". It was one of the nicest moments I've ever had in a classroom.