You’ll often find me talking about, thinking about, or trying to be with my family. I’d rather be with them than anywhere else.
My marriage, my fathering, and my eating habits are far-from-perfect; but if I could somehow be paid for being with these folks all day, I would.
The people you’ll be hearing about (pictured to the right):
Courtney–She’s the muscle of the family. She keeps everything running. My wife of thirteen years and, Lord willing, at least sixty more, Courtney is in many ways the reason I am who I am.
Ethan–Our first son, who is eight. He likes building.
Asher–Our second son, who is six. His curly hair has disappeared.
Abram–Abram is four and is awesome. He looks a wholeheckuva lot like Ethan.