In the past, Joe used his mornings for song writing. He's written over 70 songs. And they are....here, let me just quote our friend Haven, "Joe, is one of the single best musicians I know in the world; every single song of his is either so funny you lose bladder control or it’s so delicate it sneaks up on you and you end up sobbing for fourteen hours."
In recent years, he's put his talents into library science. This has provided for our family well. How many men have you ever heard of who come home and hand over their entire check? Joe does. He just gives me the whole check and tells me, "I'll handle this end of the money, you handle the other."
He knows how to swing an axe. He knows how to to make a stove throw heat, this, a skill beyond lighting a fire. He knows birds. He knows babies. He knows me. He knows the Appalachian, Catskills, and Jemez mountain ranges intimately. He is a poet, a gentleman, a scholar, the best father I've ever seen.
And his children, they think all of this is normal. They think this is how fathers behave.