The title begs the question, are you crazy, and I suppose the only truthful answer I can give is yes. When I was in high
Cassanda sat me down and said something like this, “Jacob, I’m not going to make it. I can’t do this anymore, I really need more help from you.” I thought for a second and responded, “Cassanda, I would love to help more, but I have absolutely nothing left.”
Ever since I was a young lad, I have been terrified of the garbage disposal, especially when I had to put my hand down it to fish something out.
I had an occasion where I needed a comb, didn’t have one, but did have a 3D printer available, why bother buying a comb when you can make one instead.
When I look back, it is a wonder that Cassanda and I got married at all. Turns out, I don’t always make a good first impression, or second, or third, you get the idea.
Remember those times when you walk out into the swamp in your backyard. You get up in the morning and walk into the kitchen to the sound of the water on somewhere, except that somewhere is in the backyard, and you don’t know how long the water has been on. I’ve found a simple solution.
At the end of last year, Cassanda and I decided to start a product development business, Morrise Products.
I thought, I’m fine, I can handle it, until the suicidal thoughts began. I mainly felt that I needed to get away from everyone, so as not to be a burden on them, I thought that if I could go out into the wilderness somewhere, that everyone would be free from my presence and then they could all be happy. When not in a depressed state, that seems silly, but when you are depressed, it is very real.
I, like my wife Cassanda, have 10 kids, 2 sets of twins, 9 boys and 1 girl, all born within 10 years.