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January 2020 with Joey. Snow coming down, bundled up together, and nowhere we needed to be. Looking back, it’s the ordinary moments like this—the cold, the laughter, just us—that I hold onto most. ❄️❤️
January 2023 with Joey. No big occasion, just us at home stealing a quiet photo together. Looking back, it's the simple moments I treasure most—the ones that felt ordinary then and mean everything now. ❤️
Dawne at 18, reimagined. Coffee in hand, that unforgettable smile. This isn't an old photograph, but it captures something I still carry with me. Time moves forward; love doesn't disappear. ❤️
Two snapshots, one moment in time. 2026 has taught me to appreciate the little things, embrace the imperfections, and keep moving forward. No filters on life. Just me, one day at a time. 📸
Summer 2025, on replay. Sunsets over the lake, bright lights, and moments I wish I could hold onto a little longer. Summer's over, but some memories refuse to fade. 🌅
Summer's over, and this photo takes me right back to 2025. Coffee in hand, feet up, and lake days moving at their own pace. Seasons change, but I'm grateful for the quiet moments that stay with me. ☕
Christmas 2023 with Joey. Cozy on the couch, bundled up, and stealing a quiet moment together. Sometimes the simplest pictures end up meaning the most. ❤️
June 2024 with Joey. Nothing fancy, just one of those ordinary days that somehow turns into a favorite memory. I love this picture of us. ❤️
Christmas 2020 with Joey. Cozy, a little silly, and surrounded by way too many ornaments—exactly how Christmas should feel. I’m glad we took the picture. ❤️
Christmas 2018 with Joey. I still love this one—the lights, the tree, and that easy kind of happiness you don’t think to hold onto until years later. ❤️
Christmas 2018 with Joey. Looking back, I love how easy this moment felt—cozy clothes, a glowing tree, and the kind of smile that comes from being exactly where you want to be. ❤️
Christmas 2018 with Joey. One of those simple moments I’m grateful we stopped to capture—just us, the tree, and a little holiday magic. ❤️
2016. Dawne and me, just being us. I’d give anything for one more ordinary afternoon like this. Some photos don’t just capture a moment—they keep part of a life close. ❤️
I have spent a lot of time building this application, but somewhere along the way I realized I was building more than software. I was building a place for stories. The technology matters. The database matters. The architecture matters. The pages have to load, the links have to work, the publishing system has to be reliable, and the application has to be able to grow. But none of those things are the reason I kept working on it. The reason is much simpler. I wanted a place where people, ideas, photographs, experiences, and stories could remain connected. That idea is becoming the foundation of the new Wildwood. The applica…
My stroke did not end when I left the hospital. That may be one of the hardest things to explain about surviving one. There is the emergency itself, and then there is everything that comes afterward—the work of figuring out what changed, what may improve, what still needs to be retrained, and what may simply become part of your new normal. I still live with lasting effects. There is weakness and stiffness on my left side. My left leg does not always move as naturally as it once did, and I have had to consciously retrain it to walk with a more normal gait. Something I spent most of my life doing without thinking can now require attent…
On August 4, 2026, I had a TLIF spinal fusion at L4-L5. TLIF stands for Transforaminal Lumbar Interbody Fusion. In simple terms, the procedure was performed to stabilize the L4-L5 level of my lower spine. The surgery involves placing an interbody cage and bone graft between the vertebrae, along with screws and rods that provide stability while the bones have time to fuse. Reading about spinal fusion is one thing. Going through it yourself is something entirely different. Surgery becomes a very real dividing line between what life looked like before the operation and what comes afterward. I am still moving through that process one day…
I wanted to share this graphic because it gives a clear look at what happens during a TLIF at L4-L5. TLIF stands for Transforaminal Lumbar Interbody Fusion. The procedure is designed to stabilize the segment between the L4 and L5 vertebrae while also creating more room for compressed nerves. The first view shows the lower lumbar spine from the side and highlights a degenerative, collapsed L4-L5 disc space. Changes at this level can contribute to instability, nerve compression, back pain, and pain that travels into the leg. The second view shows the fusion construct from the back. Pedicle screws are placed into L4 and L5 and connected…
I have joked more than once that I outkicked my coverage with Dawne, and this photograph makes the case better than I ever could. We were dressed for a formal evening, standing beneath the warm light of crystal chandeliers, and somehow she still managed to make everything around her look secondary. Dawne has that kind of presence. She can walk into an elegant room without needing the room to announce her. I am standing beside her in a black suit trying to look like I belong there, while she looks completely at ease. That contrast makes me smile because it says something familiar about us. I have always felt fortunate to be the man stand…
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