About Me
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I was born in Salt Lake City, Utah in 1968. Within Utah, I have lived in Draper, Blanding, and Ivins (near St. George). I grew up in the Mormon church and, when I was 19, spent a year and a half as a missionary in Johannesburg, South Africa. I didn’t stay the full two years because of serious health issues. At 21, I married Kim Longmore. A couple years later, we gave birth to our first child, Aubree. Another two years down the road, Curtis joined our family. Our youngest, Mikayla, was born in 1995. 2004 marked the end of our 14 years together as husband and wife but we continue to place our children on the top of our priority list as we raise them in separate households.
Sandi and were married in the Summer of 2006. She is a wonderful woman and I am grateful to be able to spend my life with such a sweet kind woman. Each Christmas I’ve put together a collection of pictures and music from activities during the year. You can see the following collections: 2005, 2006, 2007, and Curti’s 2006 Football. They require an active X component, but you have my word it is safe to install. Look for a yellow bar at the top of your web browser, click it, and choose install.
If you are interested in my life, I will soon be posting highlights from my journals from years past. Some of the topics include; high school depression and girl confusion, my missionary experience in South Africa, the ups and downs of marriage, my struggle relating to theology (how I moved from Mormonism to agnosticism), my search/struggle for job satisfaction, and finally, the anguish of my divorce.
I currently live in Seattle, Washington. To pay the bills, I’m a computer dude supporting the public schools of Washington state but I’d prefer to call myself a writer. I enjoy spending time with my kids, writing, camping, taking pictures, reading, rock climbing, and playing computer games.
While trying to determine how much of myself to share with the world, I had a dream. I was sitting naked and alone relaxing in a large hot tub. A stranger approached and sat across from me. It was dusk and I couldn’t tell if he wore anything or not, but I assumed he did.
More people came; including old friends and leaders. They all wore swimming suits and I was nervous and scared. I turned on the jets to try keep the water full of bubbles in an attempt to hide. As I began to panic, I suddenly noticed I was wearing my boxers. “Whew.” A huge sigh of relief! I stood up and began to mingle.
I saw a women in a corner, naked and hiding. She was scared when I saw her. I told her that I was impressed and encouraged by her courage. Once again, I found myself naked, but this time, I wasn’t afraid. Several of my friend left disgusted, others stayed apprehensively, and few shed their own clothes. I felt a level of liberation, freedom, and intimacy that filled me with peacefulness.
I thank those others who have given me the courage to bare myself to the world. We are all human, we all have skeletons to hide, and I thank those who see my dark side and continue to accept and respect me. I cherish those who courageously bare their own souls. I have to be honest, I still feel a high level of nervous apprehension, but I’ve spent too much of my life trying to hide from my demons.