A collection of thoughts and photos of my life and work in the northern Great Plains of North America
(and occasionally other places in the world).
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I will always remember where I was on January 13, 2003. After nine months of waiting Laura and I greeted Benton James Carlson late in that night. He has grown amazingly fast and is a wonderful young boy. He knows his dinosaurs quite well, is learning how to read, and has lost his first tooth.