A friend once described me as “charmingly eccentric.” I’m not sure about my being charming, but I can’t deny the eccentric part. I’m not eccentric like Howard Hughes or the Rain Man character—just, perhaps, a wee bit short of completely normal. In fact, two experts on autism have told me I have certain “autistic characteristics.”
Weird though it may seem, while the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator lists me as an introvert, I instinctively act like an extrovert around people. I genuinely love people, and even love being around them—in limited doses. After any prolonged social interaction, however, I have to retreat into my cave (as my wife, Shelley, calls it).