Some Perspective

It turns out you lose some perspective on life when your loving, kind, empathetic 12-year old son wakes up one morning and murders your wife and attacks, horribly injuring, your 16-year old daughter.

It turns out you lose some perspective on your relationship with your formerly alive wife when you spend six months digging over every horrible negative, troubled aspect and event of that relationship with defense lawyers, police, and other law enforcement as everyone searches for some reason why your son snapped and did the awful things he did.

This blog is an attempt to bring back some memories of the many wonderful times my wife Pam Wolosz and I had during our courtship and life together.

Because in the depths of the horrors of the last six months, it's easy for me to lose perspective that there was also joy.

A lot of it.

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  1. IN the canoe, you look exactly like your dad's 1st cousin, George Piltz!

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