My bike and I along the seawall, Galveston Island, Saturday, February 21st, 2004. Too much fun.

My dad and I at the graduation ball of my OCS class, Austin, Texas, June 18th, 1988. Dad was a retired Chief Warrant Officer/Helicopter Pilot. He had pinned my gold bars of a 2nd Lieutenant on earlier that day. He lived a good life, full of adventure, going from a Hard Hat Diver in the U. S. Navy, and through several different specialties until he wound up a helicopter pilot. After he retired he followed me into law enforcement and retired from the same department where I currently work. I was fortunate for having worked in the same field, for the same agency, as my dad for about nine years till he retired again... Dad passed away on October 3rd, 2001 and America lost one of it's unheralded heroes.