Timothy Dexter thought his wealth would finally earn him the respect of his posh neighbors. It did not. Try as he might to break into Boston’s upper crust, his efforts met with repeated failure. Part of it was that those he tried to hobnob with were snobs. A bigger part was that Dexter was, in many ways, a jerk. He had what was described as a “distasteful nature”, was given to “crude rhetoric”, and often blurted the wrong things at inopportune moments.
A lifelong history buff, I developed a particular passion for WW2 history as a child, when I spent hours listening to my grandfather, enraptured, as he recounted his wartime experiences in the British East African Campaign and with the British 8th Army in North Africa.
I graduated with a history BA from George Mason University, then went on to get a JD from the University of Virginia School of Law. After lawyering for a decade, I moved to sunny Rio de Janeiro and a less demanding career, opening a tourism agency in Copacabana.
A big chunk of my free time is spent blogging (you can follow me on Quora https://www.quora.com/profile/Khalid-Elhassan ) or freelance writing, mostly about my favorite subject, history.
