MY PAL PALMER

What a grand time we’ve had. He began as a client—we won a national Best Campaign of the Year Award in the mortgage industry. TWICE. And just plain hit it off like brothers from another mother. He visited from L.A. to walk the property at Pineapple Hill before the house was built—we climbed over a fence and went mano y vaca with what I fully believed was a bull.

We’ve taken turns shooting an Uzi and an Yugoslavian Makarov. We salivated over sailboats for sale on Yacht Trader. We hopped vineyards and restaurants. We’ve laughed so hard our sides ached late at night on the coast of Washington state. We tackled the 7,000 calorie breakfast at The Hungry Bear on the Olympic Peninsula (but The Hungry Bear won).

There’s way more stories. Too many for here and now.