Beau Blessing could be called Big Sky’s Renaissance Man. He has dipped his toe into nearly everything – law school, getting a CDL to drive a rafting bus, being a rafting guide, graduate school for information systems and operations management, teaching skiing.
Karl Johnson grew up composting at his family home in Vermont. He never thought much about it, composting just became a habit like any other.
Anna Pierce is refreshingly quirky – a self-described nerd with a cat named Penny who is currently reading a book about the history of the design of the national parks pamphlets – “for fun.” Next, she is buying the one about NASA. She is in the middle of Inktober – a month of daily challenges in the illustration community.
Originally from Watertown, Wisconsin, Dr. Carlye Luft, naturopathic physician is comfortable in small town America. She bounced between Bozeman and Big Sky for a while, due to housing, before she and her husband fully settled in the community in May.
Her path to medicine began in a roundabout way with the military.
Two years ago in July, Scott Barlow was hit by a drunk driver in Four Corners. The accident totalled his jeep, broke eight bones, including his C-5 in his neck and punctured his lung.
Ashley Valentini is an energetic force in Big Sky – and determined to combat the “Big Sky brain drain.”
70-80,000 people descend upon the desert in remote Nevada for just over one week each year. Called a social experiment, an entire functioning city is constructed –
Acra and Chris Samuels are set to celebrate their 25thwedding anniversary and 12thyear together in Big Sky – something that seemed nearly impossible during much of 2016.
Acra began to have pains and digestive issues in early 2016 and finally ended-up in the emergency room in Bozeman in the latter part of March.
Chris “Chewy” Bracht earned his nickname a few years back, when he grew his hair and beard out – and looked like Chewbacca. He doesn’t mind the moniker as he’s always one to appreciate wit.
Richard Schultz and I were introduced by a mutual friend while attending the Lone Peak High School home basketball games. “You need to write about him,” my friend said. Richard launched into good-natured razzing thick with a New York accent.