Thirty years ago today Lori and I lived in the same house we live in now and my sweet young wife was literally glowing, pregnant with our first child. Travis was born on May 16th and our lives changed forever. We called him TJ which mortified Lori’s family back in California because that is the nickname for Tijuana. But the nickname stuck and it seemed natural.
When he was six weeks old Lori had to return to work an we had to find someone to care for our beautiful little boy. Daycare wasn’t an option so we set out to find someone to care for him in her home. Just a few blocks to the North of our home found, one of the most incredible people I have ever met, Cindy Moyer. She was everything we could have wanted and more. She had two kids of her own named Chris who was several years older than TJ, and her youngest son Paul was a cute curly headed boy about 13 months.
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