Junior at Shrewsbury High School, Massachusetts. Building since age 7, when a remote-control car came apart and never went back together. Nine years later: a provisional patent on a 48V DC residential architecture, a nonprofit teaching tech to seniors, an FRC robotics team subsystem owner, an independently-scaled online platform with 30K monthly users, and a phone-repair side hustle that still feels exactly like that first teardown.
FIND THE FRICTION.
PROTOTYPE THE SMALLEST
HONEST THING.
WATCH IT BREAK.
REBUILD UNTIL
IT OUTLASTS YOU.
Then I haven't finished it. Hand-off is the work. Documentation, training, open architectures — that's not the boring last step, it's the whole point. The Tech Awareness Association already runs workshops I'm not at. The 48V architecture is filed with someone else's signature next to mine. That's what done looks like.
Because software ate the world but the world is still made of atoms, copper, and people. The 48V DC patent started because my dad's office had USB-C chargers fighting a 1950s electrical panel. That mismatch is everywhere. Software gets the headlines; hardware gets the leverage.
RC car, age 7, Phillips screwdriver from the garage. I got all four wheels off and most of the motor housing before someone caught me. I never put it back together. Nine years later I still default to open it first, understand it second, fix it third. The screwdriver hasn't left my hand.
I make it smaller. If the project is stuck, I cut the scope until I can hold the failure in one hand. That's true for code, hardware, and conversations. Honest small beats ambitious vague every time.
Still being written. I'd like to study hardware, controls, and public-interest tech somewhere serious about all three. In the meantime: keep filing, keep teaching, keep shipping. Open to research collaborations, hardware partners, talks, and uncommon problems.