Without going into too much detail, Julie and I found out this week that because of a neck injury Taos can no longer do what he loved most. Playing ‘F.’ Luckily we discovered his injury early and as of right now he wont need surgery to remove disk material. Looking back I have no regrets even though his injury is a culmination of years of catching his frisbee.

He has always been as passionate about playing ‘F’ as we have been in our own endeavors. It saddens me to think that he will no longer be able to do his one and only true passion. He was born to catch the flying disk. So it seems tragically ironic that it is another disk that keeps him earth bound.

As I write this I find myself thinking how depressing it would be if I could no longer photograph or if Jules could no longer teach figure skating. Our passions are things that we sometimes take for granted. We sometimes get caught up in the future that revolves around the actions and activities we love so dearly.

Hopefully I say this without sounding too preachy but please, run as fast as you can and fly as far as you may. Because one day it could be gone as quickly as it came.

Unfortunately I rarely photographed him playing his heart out but I did manage to take a few of the last time he and Julie and I played together. And though they are not the greatest photographs of him, they seem important now.

So here is Taos, master of the frisbee. (Here’s to you bug!)

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Cheers,