I can be paranoid when it comes to my wife and kids safety. I'm like a steel blade then and nobody gets in my way. Otherwise I can be pretty easy going and laid back kind of guy. Just don't piss me off and then you'll find out why I'm called Steel. I'm loyal to my family and to my friends. As well as the club life. Living life to the fullest and enjoying it with my family. I can't imagine living any other life besides the club life.

[smear:#4f7899]Positive Traits:[/smear:#dbc1ac:0]
1)Protective: Definitely protective of my wife and kids.
2)Perceptive: Showing intuitive observation and insight.
3)Observant: I always pay careful attention to my surroundings and people.
4)Spontaneous: Enjoying what naturally occurs; given to acting on healthy impulses.
5)Adventurous: Willing to try new experiences and take risks
6)Appreciative: Showing thankful recognition for what life brings

[smear:#dbc1ac]Negative Traits:[/smear:#4f7899:0]
1)Extravagant: Exceeding the limits of sensibility or need. Especially on my wife and my kids on birthdays and holidays.
2)Rowdy: I can get this way when I've had a few too many.
3)Cocky: When betting against someone and I win I can get a bit cocky when competitive.
4)Evasive: When my wife or kids are trying to find out what I'm getting them I can be really evasive.
5)Stubborn: Without a doubt! It runs in the family.
6)Impulsive: Acting on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought. When it comes to my wife and kids yes.

The Garard family descends from the first families of Big Sky. Along with the following families: Deveraux, Falcon, James, Morgan, Moretti, and Thomas families. They've all been friends and allies since the beginning of Big Sky. There also the founding families of the Wild Wolves MC Club that was established back in 1898 after the first production of motorcycles in the US was the Orient-Aster, built by Charles Metz in 1898 at his factory in Waltham, Massachusetts.

I was born into the Garard family. Second of three sons. So that made me the middle child. My older brother is Jacob, and my younger brother is Joseph, but now adays he goes by Viper. Jacob the pride and joy of my parents, and Viper the baby boy they adored. I was just the extra child somedays it seemed, but it I didn't let it bother me. My brothers included me in everything they did. Our parents loved all three of us unconditionally is what my mother always said, and she still does. As I grew older I realized they didn't favor one or the other of us. They treated us equally which was good. I learned a lot from my parents.

Dad was always giving us rides on his Harley, and mom and him would go for long rides enjoying themselves. We all got mini bikes at a young age, and as we grew older graduated to dirt bikes. We tore up way too many yards and after lots of calls to our parents we got a dirt track out at the Deveraux's to ride on. Sure it was a few miles from town, but it was well worth the ride. We weren't the only kids tearing up the yards around town. All our friends were joining in. At least we got our own dirt track out of it.

One of my best friends since we were toddlers was Shelly Davis. She and her sisters were right there along with the rest of us having fun, and getting into trouble. It wasn't until we were going into Junior High that I realized I was falling for my best friend. That song Check Yes or No kept coming to mind so I decided to do what the girl in it done. I wrote a note to Shelly that said...

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"Do you love me?
Do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do
Well then don't be afraid
To take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no"

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Well I should have known something would go wrong. I was in a hurry to slip it into her locker when the bell rang. Unfortunately I slipped it into the wrong locker. The girl's name was Emmy Lou that came up to me and took my hand right in front of Shelly who I had been holding my breath waiting for her to take my hand. That was even the name of the girl in the song. I was mortified when she actually said Yes! I stood there gaping at her as Jacob and Candy walked up and most of our friends. Jacob had known what I was going to do since I had confided in him about everything.

People were raising their eyebrows at us, and I didn't know what to do. Finally I jerked my hand back away from her backing up. "That was supposed to go into Shelly's locker!" I blurted out still a bit in shock. Emmy Lou's face dropped and she let out a wail starting to cry. She sucker punched me in the gut, then in the face, telling me I was a horrible person and took off sobbing. I groaned laying there on the cold floor holding my stomach trying to catch my breath with one hand while the other was holding my nose that was gushing blood. Jacob helped me up and got me home. All the while I was hoping mom wasn't home yet to see me like this. Unfortunately she was and started fussing right away over me.

It was the next day that I found out someone had been videotaping in the hallway and got it all on camera. Someone got me a copy and other's kept playing it letting me know that I wasn't going to live this one down. I was avoiding Shelly too feeling totally dumb that I had slipped it in the wrong locker. Talk about humiliating! My dad had just laughed about everything. I did get two sick days at least. Just told mom I had a stomach ache after getting slugged in the stomach, and she let me stay home. When I got back to school I was the last one in class and the first one bolting out if Shelly was in the class so I didn't have to face her. Otherwise I kept my head down so I wouldn't catch eye contact with her. Though I did happen to notice that Emmy Lou had a black eye and a split lip. How that had happened I had no idea. I just knew I hadn't touched her!

Oh and to top it off copies of that note were floating around the school. Girls kept coming up to me and taking my hand. It was mortifying hearing the laughter echoing through the hallways. When I had enough of it I hightailed it out of there running as if my life depended on it. I made sure to avoid any places my dad, or one of his friends might be. I went and hid in a secluded place back in the woods behind the clubhouse. I don't know how long I sat there crying till I felt the presence. Before they came into view I knew it was her. She sat down beside me, and my breath hitched. I quickly wiped away the tears that had escaped. I hated anyone seeing me crying. There was silence for what felt like an eternity. I was more than shocked when she finally took my hand. It was then that I sucked in breath realizing I had been holding it.

Things changed after that moment. Good changes that I was thrilled about. When I got home I ran in right away telling Jacob that she took my hand. Making sure I clarified that it was Shelly. Mom and Dad who had heard me looked at one another. Mom was teary eyed saying her boys were falling one by one. That we weren't old enough for this. Well I was the last to fall since Joseph had been in love with Kayla since preschool. Dad just sat there chuckling saying boys will be boys and that we were a chip off the old block. The teasing at least dropped off after that in school. Maybe it was because Shelly and I were holding hands now and inseparable. Girls were avoiding us, and I was fine with that so I didn't question it.

Years went by and I loved every moment spent with Shelly. She was my first for everything. Probably came too soon at the ages that it did, but I wouldn't change it for anything. Only thing I would change is putting that darn not in the wrong locker back in seventh grade. Shelly and I were the chosen ones for the junior class for the Graduation of the year before us. We greeted people and handed out pamphlet things. I don't remember what we were technically called. At least we had front row seats to Jacob proposing to Candy when she came off the stage from getting her diploma. With his name ahead of hers in the alphabet it was working out perfectly. He'd gotten his diploma and now he was asking her to be his wife after she got hers. When she said yes there were loud cheers from our friends and families in the audience. It had definitely stopped the process of graduation for a few minutes. Definitely epic in my opinion, but then that was Jacob!

They were already parents of Baby Jake the first grandchild of the Garards that my parents adored. Shelly and I graduated a year later. It was shortly after graduation that she told me she was pregnant. I was in shock, but once that wore off I was more than happy. We were nineteen when our eldest son Lucas was born. We had two more in the next two years with barely a year between our second son Reid and our first daughter Misteria. Guess we took a break then since our twins, Reesa and Rayne weren't born till two years later. We got the surprise of our lives when our baby girl Sarah was born five years ago. We hadn't planned on her. We'd given up on trying to have more. She was definitely a blessing to our family though completing it.

My baby brother Joseph, who got nicknamed Viper when we prospected to the sons, and his wife now Kayla also had their first child when they were seniors. So he's the same age as our eldest Lucas. I prospected to the Wild Wolves when I turned eighteen getting fully patched when I turned nineteen. I earned the nickname Steel. I love being a Wild Wolf and riding with my brothers in the club. My eldest prospected and is fully patched now. Reid is a prospect for a few more weeks. Both of them have turned out great in my opinion.

As for me I started Garards Landscaping working my ass off to get it up off the ground. Viper joined me in the business, and Jacob helped us when we would get into binds. We've made a name for ourselves and make really good money. We've even gotten jobs in other states. Though we don't do that very often. When our boys grew up and became teenagers we started putting them to work during the summers. Letting them earn that extra money to buy their Harley's when they turned sixteen. It's a hard job and I have calluses to prove it as does Viper. Nothing feels better than a job done right and good. Getting five stars on most jobs for the good work that we have done. I don't go around bragging about it though, and neither does Viper. Our finished jobs do that for us without us saying anything.

I love going to my kids games and watching them play. There all pretty damn good at everything they do. Now that I will brag on. My kids and wife are my life, and definitely proud of them. As for Rayne I don't know what he does. He's never talked about playing sports since we had him in little kids sports. He was really good as well when he was younger in what he did as well. He seems to be our problem child though getting into fights and getting into trouble at school. We can't figure out what's going on with him. Going to have to put him to work when he turns sixteen, and hopefully that will help him. We treat all of our kids the same trying not to give more attention to one and not the others so I don't know what happened with him. He's come home with bloody noses, split lips and black eyes so we know he's getting into fights. Were definitely going to have to do some more digging into it as he's about to get expelled from school because of it. At least this time it was only a suspension for a week. Plans are to sit him down and have a talk with him. Hopefully nothing else goes wrong in the meantime.