Eugene Alper

Before glancing off Mother Russia, Eugene bounced around as a bread-loader, a post-office watchman, a house painter, an army sniper, and a thespian. In the New World, he has gallivanted delivering pizza, digging at a cemetery, regaling with his guitar, enforcing municipal codes, enacting occasional characters, translating Chekhovian memoirs, interpreting at conferences, and lucubrating in political philosophy. The bouncing should go on as time permits.