Daniel Swartz

About Me

If the process of gestation holds true, I was conceived sometime around the end of May, 1969, give or take a few weeks. My parents, brother and sister had moved to the San Francisco Bay Area from Sweden roughly two years before, meaning I would be the first family member eligible for Oval Office occupancy.  However, before I could do that, I had to vacate my oval surroundings and take my first breath of fresh air.  My journey to the light at the end of the tunnel took place at 1:15 pm in Redwood City, California on February 21, 1970, adding to a global population of 3.7 billion souls.