I visited Lawrence University in Wisconsin a few months ago to give a talk about my Bering Sea adventure. While I was there, I also met with student journalist Alyssa Villaire. Read her story about my visit.

It’s weird reading a story about me. It actually made me a little anxious. Since I write about other people all the time, it’s probably healthy for me to have the experience once every decade or so. And Alyssa didn’t make a single mistake or describe my physical experience or attempt to psychoanalyze me or anything. I can’t imagine what it’s like having a 4,000-word profile written about you.