About Us

Dad was the Fox; Silver Fox. He was crafty, wise, and you could not put one over on him. Well, maybe I did a couple times. I’ve inherited his hair and his desire to ask “why?”

If I asked a question he was more likely to tell me to “look it up” and point to the line of Encyclopedias on the shelves.  He wasn’t avoiding me, he was teaching me to learn.  I learned a lot from him and he made me what I am today.

Since he made me what I am, I dedicate what I do and share to his memory.  Here’s to hoping you all have your own Silver Fox in your past; I hope he or she also taught you to learn.