Paul Grobstein ... ?

Yep, come on in. Nice of you to drop by. What can I do for you? If you get lost and want to come back, clicking on serendip's arrows ought to do it.

Professional identity? Sure. Here's a full scale curriculum vitae. And there's a shorter narrative version .

Jed and Rachel Grobstein (left to right). Born 1984 (yes, both of them). Picture taken in 1994, on the west coast (where we all like to be).

A spontaneous recent gathering of some friends. For more information:

Things that matter, huh? Alright, let's see what we have around here.

Fragment of a poem written years ago (around 1966), while learning to be a biologist. Some things never change, I guess. The inspiration was Robert Service's "The Cremation of Sam McGee", which I'd be happy to recite for you sometime if you'd like.
Now the bias let's take
That clear we may make
Just who yours truly might be
And why he should want
Others to haunt
With pictures so open and free.

He's one to whom living
His creed I'm giving
Encompasses all man knows and does.
To sit and see life
Its varieties rife
Serves as its own Because.

And yet to see
With a capital Be
Requires as well that one is
And so he will sit
In the random sieve
And view lives, others and his.

And errors he'll make
For he too has a stake
In how he wants things to be
And can't ever quite know
From his vantage point low
What eternity can see.