Our Best Adventure Yet

Yep, it's true! Also true that we met while on an amazing crazy cool adventure of a lifetime. Think Northern Exposure with a dash of When Harry Met Sally. We became friends, and we were friends for a REALLY long time. Then a simple kiss (heard 'round the world) and now we're getting married. We began like most adventures do, having a blast. We were living in a pretty magical place. The year was 1993. The place was KNOM Radio Station in Nome, Alaska, where the simple was transformed into amazing, and we experienced the amazing together: A walk home from town, our eyelashes frozen solid, watching the northern lights dance across the sky, midnight salmon fishing expeditions, one epic food fight, pancakes and cheese tortilla dinners, all-nighters covering major events like the Iditarod, discovering the magnificent Muskox in the summer tundra, bean bags and bad beer at Dexter Roadhouse, and sharing our first holidays away from our families. We were complete opposites, opposites that loved to be together and became the best of friends. It's fair to say one of us loved to bend the rules, and (with that smile of hers) she may have gotten away with murder, while the other was "by the book," looking to make broadcasting his career, so hitching our wagons to each other's star worked! After Nome, despite living worlds apart, we continued cheering each other on. We danced together at every wedding, camped in Alaska, and never missed a chance to see each other. From Tom Michelle lost her brother and dad before we dated, but I always knew they had a remarkable bond, and had fun talking to her dad from Nome. He loved to joke around with 6am Saturday wake up calls to check on her. Our house had one phone, by my room! I think he enjoyed waking me up? So in his honor, I proposed to Michelle in her parent's backyard, under his cherry tree. From Michelle That night will forever make me smile. My dad would've loved it, and Tom too. And yes, he got a big kick out of waking you up!