Chapter 3: Fredericksburg
After 26 years of living in DC and having plenty of fun and adventure I stumbled across Falling Creek in Fredericksburg, VA and decided to move. See a bunch of “before” pics!
Category: Autobiographical
Figuring Out a Start Date
I recently found files and content from personal websites I’ve created over the years—going all the way back to 1999!
I’ll Be Home for Christmas
A dense fog had enveloped Chicago delaying and canceling flights around the country. This was my adventure in the middle of it.
The Corner of the Table
Until today this corner of my dining room table held all the sympathy cards I received after mom died. I had not re-read any of them throughout the year. But today—one year after her funeral—seemed like a good day to re-read them and to let them go.
The Day She Died
I’m waiting to board a flight home so I can help take my mom home from the hospital and help her adjust to life after a massive heart attack. Except now I’m not. I’m going home to plan her funeral.
20 Years of Brett
For the most epic Throwback Thursday ever: a picture of me from every year I’ve lived in Washington, DC!
March 1, 1995
In that ponderous moment on the patio at Pepperdine, the voice in my head said to me, “Brett, the world is so much bigger than what you know. Go be a part of it. It’s time to make a bold change. It’s time to move.”