I’ve gotten myself into some interesting things over the years. I grew up in a time when women were trying to figure out their place in the world. We were either expected to cook, clean, and take care of our husbands or we were expected to do all of that, have a career, and raise children on our own. Whatever else we were expected to do there were some things that were just not done. If they were done, they definitely were not encouraged.


It has taken me most of my life to realize that it’s okay for me to be myself and to enjoy things that my younger self would never have considered. Some of this self realization comes from hard lessons learned through tough experiences.

I am the youngest of four children and as such I have witnessed the death of the vast majority of my family including my parents. There is something terrifying and lonely about losing your parents, but there is also something about it that grants you a certain freedom. If you are anything like me, you grew up doing what people expected of you. Those expectations form our view of the world and shape the behaviors that follow us around like lost puppies. Breaking free of them can be difficult at best.

“The idea is to die young as late as possible.”  – Ashley Montagu

Facing so much death forces you to face your own mortality. Because of that, I have learned to open myself up to new experiences. Doing so allowed me to accept that I am gay and led me to my wife, Kellie, who is the best thing that has ever happened to me. She is a beautiful, wonderful, free spirited woman who has brought out the very best in me. With her support I have been able to try new things and experience so much more of life than I ever thought possible. I love her dearly for that and so much more.

A couple of seasons ago Kellie convinced me to try snowboarding which, at the not-so-young age of 41, was quite a feat. I learned. It hurt, but I learned and I had a blast doing it. Living in Vail, CO was a huge help since I could go anytime I liked. It was a fantastic experience and one that I never would have done on my own.


Last November my lovely wife talked me into learning how to SCUBA dive on our honeymoon in St. Thomas. I was scared, I’ll admit, but it was the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life. The beauty of life below the waves is something everyone should experience at least once in their lives. I plan on getting my SCUBA certification before our next vacation, so I can get back down there as often as possible. Under da’ sea, under da’ sea…


Our latest adventure is riding motorcycles. I am 43 years old and I’m learning to ride motorcycles. I must be insane. I mean, I rode dirt bikes a little when I was a kid, but that was many, many years ago and street bikes are a whole different ballgame. Oh well, here we go again… It has been quite an adventure so far and it is just beginning. It all started with a dream, oddly enough. I’ll tell you all about it in my next post.

Until then… happy motoring!