We met in the dusty heat of a fabulous little festival. We stayed up until dawn talking inside of an inflated geometric art installation. The next thing we know, we're driving 40 hours in the middle of the night to a prison rodeo in Louisiana and I'm meeting the whole Wolfe Pack in Baton Rouge for Hawley Wolfe's surprise 60th birthday party. One day after that trip (with a late night bar gig in between), we're boarding a plane to go shoot guns and hit the hot springs with all the Howes in Montana. You could say things moved quickly.
To quote my parents who met at a Denver pub in 1973 and got engaged within a week, "When you know, you know. You know?"
We could not be more certain about this fast-paced love. Come help us celebrate!