This picture of Wade was taken over twenty years ago during a trip to Costa Rica in the pre-kid years of our marriage. He is offering the T-bone from his steak dinner to a scrawny dog he saw on the side of the road. It was thanks to this picture and the endless nagging (might be exaggerating a little here) from Wade about why I never write about him, that I finally scribbled something down to express my undying love to this guy.

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