Father, Husband, Sailor (an introduction to my intro.)
Aug 31, 2018 · 2 min read

It was sometime around March of 2012 when I got the phone call from my (then) girlfriend (now wife), who dropped the two words no jobless, bumbass 20-year-old college dropout wanted to hear. And if couch-swapping between my parents’ houses combined with the numerous failed attempts at searching-for-minimum-waged-jobs weren’t enough to demotivate me, “I’m pregnant,” felt like a missile had zeroed…

