Personal Photos from June 2000
June 2000 was the first month of my new, forever-forward life; everything points back to June in the year 2000 when our first son, Alexander Jefferson Buell joined our family. Living in Phoenix in June of 2000, the weather was warm, but not quite as hot as it gets in the grueling months in the Sonoran Desert. I remember this moth as being the time that I bought my first digital camera, a Sony CyberShot 2mp camera that I used for at least six or seven more years. At home, everything was about sweet Allie, welcoming him into our home and hearts, making sure that Debbie had everything she needed to recuperate from a challenging birth, etc. Alex was a high-risk pregnancy, in fact, Debbie was on birth control pills when Alex was conceived, but the epileptic and other medicines that she was taking, counteracted the birth control by some means. I fell deeply, madly and forever in love with Alex the second we found out the news, nine months earlier, but his Mom had massive cluster seizures all through the pregnancy, falling several times, etc. I was so stressed out, just worrying and trying to make sure that they were safe.
When not playing with Alex or working as the Sr. Director of Information Services at an outsourcing company called OSI, I took a lot of long night and early morning walks with our sweet Golden Retriever, Bo Bo. We had many adventures, coyote encounters, large rattle snakes, beautiful starry skies, heavy, warm air that smelled like sage and lantana - I was trying to connect with my Dad, being ready to be a first-time Dad myself; sometimes when the wind blew and slapped the palm frowns together, I felt him with me; I was absolutely heartbroken that he would never get to meet our Alex due to his death almost two years earlier.
Debbie was an attentive and great Mom, she kicked into another gear when Alex was born. Connor spent a lot of time with Grandma to give us some more time to orientate to the new baby. For Alex’s part, he was in one of three gears: eating, sleeping, or taking it all in. He was curious but not concerned by his conditions, only crying when he had gone to the bathroom or was hungry, and yes, aligning with a trait of all Buell men, he was a grinner and a smiler - it was angelic, he was angelic (and still is) and life felt precious, fragile, a little scary and I was forever changed, starting in June of 2000.
Other photos of cacti, sunrises at Lookout Mountain Park, our dog Bo Bo, sunsets from the back yard, swimming, palm trees, huge monsoon dust storms and variety of other things around home filled my picture landscape and are eternally treasured, even if they are tiny, 2mp photos from an early generation of digital camera.
When not playing with Alex or working as the Sr. Director of Information Services at an outsourcing company called OSI, I took a lot of long night and early morning walks with our sweet Golden Retriever, Bo Bo. We had many adventures, coyote encounters, large rattle snakes, beautiful starry skies, heavy, warm air that smelled like sage and lantana - I was trying to connect with my Dad, being ready to be a first-time Dad myself; sometimes when the wind blew and slapped the palm frowns together, I felt him with me; I was absolutely heartbroken that he would never get to meet our Alex due to his death almost two years earlier.
Debbie was an attentive and great Mom, she kicked into another gear when Alex was born. Connor spent a lot of time with Grandma to give us some more time to orientate to the new baby. For Alex’s part, he was in one of three gears: eating, sleeping, or taking it all in. He was curious but not concerned by his conditions, only crying when he had gone to the bathroom or was hungry, and yes, aligning with a trait of all Buell men, he was a grinner and a smiler - it was angelic, he was angelic (and still is) and life felt precious, fragile, a little scary and I was forever changed, starting in June of 2000.
Other photos of cacti, sunrises at Lookout Mountain Park, our dog Bo Bo, sunsets from the back yard, swimming, palm trees, huge monsoon dust storms and variety of other things around home filled my picture landscape and are eternally treasured, even if they are tiny, 2mp photos from an early generation of digital camera.
