I have to share a personal story about this big tough dad photographed in this family photo. When I was a kid in small town USA I discovered my bike missing from my front yard one morning. A day later we found my shinny pink bike high up in a tree about 3 blocks from my house. Relieved to had found it, I didn’t care how it had gotten there, but years later this, now father of three, fessed up to tossing the child’s bike in the tree. In a town of 1200 there wasn’t much  fun, so that the fun they created.

And year later in a weird train of events, I now get to torture him in a series of family photos. Just kidding, our photography is harmless, and down right fun most of the time. Here is the entire extended family of his, surrounded by more to love.