I’m not that easy going. Though I do back my brother whose the prez a hundred percent. What he says goes. I don’t back down from a fight and I’m tough as nails. You mess with me or one of my family or friends better be able to take it right back from me. My family I grew up with and my family see’s the more sensitive side of me. My little sister Gwen calls me a big teddy bear. Which by the way she’s the only one allowed to. Well my wife as well and Dory. My emotions can go pretty wild sometimes. I can get really exited at some things and other times I get really emotional and can sob like a baby.

[smear:#9f0000]Positive Traits:[/smear:#dbc1ac:0]
1)Traditional: Placing old beliefs and practices above innovation and new ideas. This was how I was raised and was taught to believe.
2)Passionate: I'm passionate about a lot of things. Becoming easily angered, saddened, or excited
3)Wholesome: I have a lighthearted attitude, and I encourage others to do the right thing.
4)Whimsical: You have to have some fun in life, and I like to enjoy life.
[smear:#9f0000]....A)Fancifully spontaneous; giving in to humorous or imaginative impulsiveness
....B)Feeling unrestrained by rules or society
....C)Seeing beauty in things most others do not[/smear:#dbc1ac:0]
5)Protective: Of my home, my wife, the kids in my care. You don't even want to go there.
6)Honorable: Characterized by noble principles; displaying integrity. I always admit to what I have done, and follow a code of ethics.

[smear:#dbc1ac]Negative Traits:[/smear:#9f0000:0]
1)Lazy: I sleep right through the alarm clock. Only wake up to my wife kissing me or the kids yelling. I could curl up with my wife in front of the fire all day long and not have a care in the world.
2)Stubborn: I can be Unyielding or obstinate about things I believe in or when I set a goal to do something.
3)Impulsive: You never know what I'll do. I often on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought
4)Whiny: I can get this way if my wife is pissed at me. It's time to tuck my tail and run for the hills then!
5)Mischievous: I like to pull the occasional prank on one of my pups for fun. On my baby brother though all the time!
6)Self-Indulgent: Oh deserts don't get me started. I like to live in the moment! Already told you about my laziness.
[smear:#dbc1ac]A)Laziness
...B)A live-in-the-moment attitude that dismisses consequences down the road
...C)Getting sick from indulging in an excess of unhealthy foods or drinks[/smear:#9f0000:0]

I was born and bred in Big Sky, Montana. I was ten and Woody around eleven when our baby sister was born. That’s when I got the nickname Corny. Shoot me now! When she was old enough to talk she couldn’t say my name and only got out Corny. Well needless to say it stuck, and she still calls me that when it’s just us family around. Thank god for that. If the Wild Wolves found out about that well yeah I wouldn’t be showing my face around for awhile. Our baby brother Crispin was born a couple of years after Gwen.

So for ten years it was just me and Woody growing up on the block with our best friends. Trace Youngblood, Thorn Thomas, and quite a few others. We all rode mini bikes around and graduated up to dirt bikes. That's when dad let us start Motocross. Now that was fun! I got so excited before my runs and rocking back and forth on my toes that dad would hold me down by my shoulders telling me to relax so that I wouldn't wreck my bike. I was fearless out there on that track. Taking the jumps high and shooting through that track. Only one who could keep up with me really was Woody, and maybe Thorn and Trace. Dad told me I was going to give him a heart attack. One motorcross was all mom could handle. She refused to come to anymore after that.

I knew growing up that I would be a biker. They fascinated me at an early age. My dad rode and used to give Woody and me rides when we were kids. Look at me now. I’m the Vice President of the Wild Wolves. It wasn’t easy making my way up either after prospecting the club. Now I sit by my brother at the table and back him with whatever he wants. Woody's the president. We grew up with the other members of the club, and became the best of friends, and now brothers.

Elaine. My life. My love. My everything. I was stuck dead in my tracks the first time I saw her. I was thirteen, and it was my eighth grade year. My brother had to literally pick me up off the ground after I followed her with my eyes and ran into the flagpole. Yeah to say the least I was hooked. She was definitely new since I had never seen her before. I really had to find out who she was! I practically stalked her I was so mad about her. Needless to say I finally caught her, but it was on her conditions. Yes I am whipped, but shh don’t tell anyone that doesn’t already know!

We had three kids after we got married. Our first born was Sampson, a year later we had Silas. It wasn't even a year later that we had our baby girl Selena. We did learn quickly that we needed to soundproof our bedroom, after a few interruptions from the kids after they could learn to walk. Something about hearing wild wolves and they were scared. Yeah my bad, my fault. I quickly got the bedroom soundproofed. Elaine doesn't let me live that one down though!

Our parents died when Gwen and Cris were in high school in a car wreck. Woody, who was married to Sarah, and Elaine and I came together and raised them them. The years have passed, and they are in their thirties now. Woody's boys are in their twenties, and our eldest is a Senior this year. Silas a junior and Selena a sophomore. Time sure moves fast. Faster then you would like it too. I wish my kids were still babies. Being busy with the club, were also busy with school actives with the kids out for sports and other things.

About five years ago Gwen went up to Canada to visit some friends, but she never came back. She's living it up there in Canada living with a friend. At least she keeps in touch so that we know she's alright. Just wish she would come back home. Hasn't been the same really since she left here. Probably hiding up there to date guys since we chase them all away so she never had any fun when she was younger. Woody and I chase them all away, and Cris joined in when he realized what we were doing. Those were the fun times!