From Naples to Berkeley to the mission
I grew up between two languages and two ways of doing things — Neapolitan warmth and American directness. Berkeley raised me; the pool deck gave me my first jobs; a gelato counter on Shattuck Avenue made me an ambassador for the country I came from. Then military college taught me something neither had: that chaos yields to planning, and that the person holding the timeline holds the mission together.
I commissioned as an Army officer at nineteen and studied law and public policy at USC by day. Somewhere between briefing wildfire response operations and writing a thesis on international human rights law, the two threads braided into one conviction: the most important technology of our time deserves the most disciplined operations behind it. That's the work I want — and the story below is my case for why I'm built for it.