Category: Autobiographical

With the start of this new chapter, it seems like a great time to restart Brettro.

Thirty years ago today I did the best thing I have ever done for myself: I moved to Washington, DC.

In that ponderous moment on the patio at Pepperdine, the voice in my head said to me, “Brett, the world is so much bigger than what you know. Go be a part of it. It’s time to make a bold change. It’s time to move.”