There was a time I was perceived as too skinny. To many, this might seem comical. Yet there I was, as an eight grader, standing in a waterpark in Coon Rapids being berated for my body. “Dude, are you anorexic?” was one of the rude and hurtful sentiments purported to me. This question, by... Continue Reading →

  As some of you already know, I am in the final stages of my first book. I began writing The Long Road North, a memoir, in the summer of 2015. During the spring of that same year my friend Ryan (Rhino as he is commonly referenced throughout the story) and I rode our bicycles... Continue Reading →

  Time seems to go by incredibly fast, which isn’t surprising and should give everyone the impetus to act now and not delay any desired ventures. It seems like almost yesterday that I was in the fourth grade being wrongfully accused of mouthing expletives at my teacher. A lot has changed since then, namely that I... Continue Reading →