I saw a vintage photo of what I thought were fur traders way back in the day. I imagined they were 3 couples, a group of six men who had found their tribe. A group who didn’t judge and perhaps protected one another. I also imagined the pioneer photographer was a female, the gentleman in the middle front row’s sister. The man standing behind the brother is Dante, his partner.

I binge watched every episode of Schitt’s Creek twice while I worked on this piece. I admit, I watched the last season three times. It completely chokes me up.