Here's a picture of my wife on the top of Grouse Mountain (obviously in the Summer). You can see Vancouver Harbour and Downtown Vancouver through the trees.
	Here's my dad at one of the many hockey games we go to each year. We have season's tickets to see the Vancouver Giants.
	Here's my wife with my cat, Astrid. Astrid specializes in Scaring the Crap out of You by jumping onto the back of your chair whenever you least expect it. Her minor is in Prowling Around for a Lap, with industry recognition for Complaining/Noise Making.
	A good shot of my mom. She looks especially happy in this picture; you'd think somebody got married or something ...
	Aha! It was me! Yes, this is, more or less, what I looked like the day I got married. I'm allowed to wear a kilt to my wedding because most of my bloodlines are Scottish, though I have some Norwegian and a smidgen of West Coast (Haida) native Indian blood as well. But, much more importantly, I have the legs for it :-)
	My sisters.