THE STORY BEHIND THE VOICE

How a Kid From Iowa Ended Up
Narrating Sci-Fi in Costa Rica

From the moment I cracked open a mic at KDSN in Denison, Iowa during my junior year of high school, I knew one thing:

I loved talking.

Didn’t matter where, didn’t matter to whom — just give me a microphone and I was home.

College at Iowa State?

Lasted about as long as a mayfly on a windshield.

I traded campus life for the bright lights of Old Chicago, the world’s first and only indoor amusement park, where I got paid to talk to people in the games department. And—surprise—that part stuck.

I bounced around radio stations in Iowa and Arkansas, slid into TV news at KTIV in Sioux City and later in Peoria, then back to radio again—including Morning Drive in Dallas, where caffeine and alarms before sunrise became a way of life. I even made a return to television in Oklahoma and Arkansas before I finally had the realization every broadcaster eventually faces:

“I don’t want a boss anymore.”

So I built a life out of my voice. Commercials, voiceovers, promos… and then the day came when a client asked, “Hey, could you narrate an audiobook?” One audiobook turned into many—but something about narrating other people’s projects didn’t feel like the final chapter for me.

Then I remembered the spark that started it all:

Science fiction.

The awe. The wonder. The what-ifs.

So I dove headfirst into narrating vintage sci-fi, the stories that shaped imaginations a generation ago. And when we launched The Lost Sci-Fi Podcast, everything clicked. Passion project became life’s work. A legacy in the making.

Some of this you already know if you read the “How It All Began” section — but here’s what you don’t know:

Nine years ago, I married my Costa Rican cutie, Flory.

On a vacation to Costa Rica, I looked around at the mountains and the people and the sunsets and thought:

“Why am I going back to Dallas?”

So I didn’t.

Now the Lost Sci-Fi Podcast is produced from a little booth in our condo just outside San José, Costa Rica — and every time I sit down to record, it feels like a privilege.

I love this work.

I love these stories.

I love our listeners across the world.

Your reviews, your emails, your enthusiasm — they push me into the booth every single day.

I’ll narrate vintage science fiction for the rest of my life.

And maybe longer if someone finds a way to upload my brain into a robot. (Just kidding!)

Oh — and before you go…

I wrestled a bear. Twice.

The bear won both times.

But hey, I’m still here to tell the story.