The Yellowstone Club softball team was not the greatest team to ever grace the diamond, in fact there were players that could not even make contact with the ball. But among those players, love may have started to blossom.

Becca was initially put out to the standard woman spot of right field, but it was soon determined her talents were needed behind the plate. And who's pitching was she needing to catch? Mine.

After a season or so of games and flirtation, we matched on Tinder. It would appear neither of us were confident enough to ask the other one out without the aid of technology. It was agreed upon to have a date at the infamous Molly Brown in Bozeman. We drank cheap beer (at least I did) and played shuffleboard on the janky table. For those that know me well, you know I pulled no punches and dominated, but that doesn't mean I didn't furtively put my hand on the small of her back and encourage her good tosses.

It was a fun time to begin our courting period, but I made it very apparent I was not ready for a long-term relationship. I wasn't emotionally ready to dive into a relationship at the time, and alas, that did not work, and thus this period in our history we deem the "entanglement".

After the entanglement, we still had to awkwardly professionally communicate in our respective capacities at Yellowstone Club. We may have even had a season of difficult battery as pitcher and catcher on the softball team. But as time heals all wounds, we eventually became cordial once again.

And then, the Rona. 2020 was an interesting year for a lot of reasons. The fog of Covid aside, we re-kindled our entanglement from six feet apart and started anew. After some time for me to become a bit more emotionally adjusted (still not all the way there yet), we became an item.

On a trip to Europe, after Becca had resigned her job at YC, and had seemingly accepted another job - she got the call that she would no longer be offered that job in Bozeman and she wanted to peace the hell out of there. Having only ever truly lived in Montana (apologies to Nicaragua) she found a good job in North Carolina. Not that good of a job in retrospect, but it has helped her grow into her dream job!

After months of hemming and hawing, I decided it would be a good idea to try something new and give it a shot and here I am today typing this from Charlotte, NC three years later.

We now live a fun and comfortable life travelling and taking care of Norman the doggo. I would say I am the step father to her cats but really I am the father that stepped up.

Becca said yes (after me not really having any intention of marriage, I decided why not, what does it really change, I know, romantic right?) on a row boat in a lake in the backcountry of Alaska underneath a glacier (that makes up for the lack of romance). Very exciting! Looking forward to having everyone under one roof and celebrating the persistence of love and companionship.

XOXO,

Adam