Maybe, just maybe, after reading About The Montana Pen you would like to know a little bit more about me, Kelly, personally. If you’re going to be reading my blog, and I hope you will, I think this is fair.
My given name is Kelly, I am male, and this is an Irish name meaning “warrior,” “descendant of Ceallach,” and “frequenter of churches.” My great grandfather, of Irish descent, worked the mines in Butte, Montana. My grandfather was born in Butte, Montana. I come by my Irish name honestly.
I am married. I have been married 25 years to a wonderful and patient woman. I say patient wife because for 25 years I have startled my wife as I have exclaimed, “I have an idea!” Don’t me wrong, my ideas are incredibly well thought out, as I am a deep thinker, but my wife, who dislikes change, shivers when she hears these words from my lips. My wife is a good woman, one of the best, and as she ages she grows more beautiful and graceful. I think women who age with grace are beautiful. She smiles more and hugs me more and I am thankful and appreciative for a good woman. I love her.
We have a small tribe of kids, more than three and less than six, who make us happy and proud. I love my children unconditionally. I was taught unconditional love from my mother, who loved me even when I was a teenage punkrocker with a mohawk rebelling against everything. Yes, it’s true, I did have a mohawk and I still listen to Social Distortion. I am a proud Generation X’er and Social D was a big part of my life in my teens.
I am enjoying my not so rebellious children as they grow up and engage life. Thankfully, no mohawks. Each of our children are unique and gifted in their own special way and as they bring their talents to life it’s a joy as a father to watch them reveal themselves to the Creation.
In 2015, after a 25 year career, I retired from the fire department and became a teacher. During my fire service career, I worked as a firefighter, paramedic, captain, battalion chief, and division chief with a suburban, career fire department having ten fire stations and 200 firefighters. I loved my firefighting career then, as I love teaching and my students today. I have been fortunate to have jobs that are pleasing to my soul. Public jobs, serving the commons and the people.
Growing up in fire stations, I learned to cook. You have to know how to cook in a fire station or you will get voted off the island. Soups are my favorite meal and the meal I most enjoy cooking. An African proverb says that good soup will wake the dead. I believe it. Pair a good soup with local artisan bread from a mom-and-pop bakery, get a nice, hearty cheese, and man, what else is there? Well, craft beer. There are so many good craft beers in Montana to choose from these days.
I have always loved animals, but in particular dogs. I can think back through my life and I have always had a dog- Muffin, Tasha, Gizmo, Winky, Snoopy, Bear Bear, and Willow. Though, I did have a cat once, Sylvia, and I loved her very much. She’s the only cat I have ever owned. One can’t believe everything they read, but I have read that families with dogs are happier families. My experience tells me this is true.
My favorite activities are pretty geeky. I read books, snow ski, walk, ride bikes, blog, and cook. Of course I enjoy spending time with my family and friends.
In writing this blog, The Montana Pen, I hope to develop my writing and find my deeper voice and I am hopeful that this blog will be meaningful to at least one person. Perhaps I will be able to affect positive change through my writing.
Keep your stick on the ice,