Ya’ll... this is so special, I’ve cried multiple times over it. This was Dwight’s truck. My good friend and stellar photographer, Ted Linczak, came up from South Carolina to photograph it with a new technique; light-painting. He did this in the dark a few months ago on top of a hill on the farm where Dwight’s mother was raised. Dwight’s dad purchased the truck new in 1988 and put 24k miles on it before he passed in 2013. Dwight inherited it and drove it until 2019. I gifted the truck to his good friend, Bryon Bradshaw, who will be taking…

Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃 As I woke up this morning, I missed the smell of bread baking. One of the things that Dwight was known for was his bread, and he always got up early to bake so he could free up the oven for the turkey. When I first met him, he told me about his bread-making. I was skeptical and I rolled my eyes inside, figuring he was saying that to impress me. I was wrong. 😂 The first time I visited Dwight’s home (1995), he called out for me to come in when I knocked on the door.…

10 months 💔 This one is exceptionally hard. Double digits means it’s almost a year. He’s really not coming back. The snow has affected me, which I didn’t expect. It was snowy when he died; it caused problems with planning the funeral/burial. There was a big snowstorm headed our way, lots of other funerals to schedule around and important people from out of state to consider. Hammering out the “when” took more time than anything else in our planning meeting. It caused me issues for a several months. I couldn’t keep up with shoveling due to my broken ankle. I…

I’ve had everything from Dwight’s funeral packed away; I haven’t been able to bear looking at it - the flag, candle, sign-in book, flower cards...none of it. I’m finally to a point where I can cope a bit better with it, so I decided to put together a small display to honor him.