It only seemed fitting to dedicate this one to my brother. After all, the setting of After the Pulse - an A-frame house on Lipsett Lake just outside of Spooner, Wisconsin – was a place where my brother and I spent a lot of time together. My grandparents’ cabin afforded us a place to get dirty in the woods, clean in the lake, and cold in the winter as we snomobiled together. Good times, great memories.
Likewise, it seemed appropriate to publish this yesterday – on the day which we laid my brother to rest, in a small cemetery in rural Iowa where we grew up.
This one’s for you, Chad. I hope I did you proud.