I used to film skateboarding. Video Editor, Cinematographer, and Aviation lover.
cw: Grief, Cancer
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I finally created something concrete, just for myself, in the first time in almost two years.
Eighteen Months, shot between May 2021 and November 2022, showcases a short yet extremely significant period of my life. Just as the hope and optimism peaked following the rollout of the Covid vaccines and return to normalcy, my beautiful Mom, Ebit Speers, ended treatments after nearly 30 years of off-and-on battles with her rare form of Cancer, Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma (ACC). My mom lived a life of contagious joy and gratefulness, with the emphasis placed on family, friendships old and new, and being in the great outdoors. Eighteen Months is a study into finding happiness and meaning even in the most difficult circumstances. This film is dedicated to Ebit Speers, and was Mastered on Mother’s Day, May 14, 2023, exactly 18 months following her funeral.
Really proud of this one; all natural light, run & gun shooting ! (Food Footage Supplied by Client)
Client: @dominos
Creative: @notanad.us
DP: @sam_mccrmck
Edit & Sound Mix: @chrisleemusic

Really proud of this one; all natural light, run & gun shooting ! (Food Footage Supplied by Client)
Client: @dominos
Creative: @notanad.us
DP: @sam_mccrmck
Edit & Sound Mix: @chrisleemusic

Really proud of this one; all natural light, run & gun shooting ! (Food Footage Supplied by Client)
Client: @dominos
Creative: @notanad.us
DP: @sam_mccrmck
Edit & Sound Mix: @chrisleemusic
Really proud of this one; all natural light, run & gun shooting ! (Food Footage Supplied by Client)
Client: @dominos
Creative: @notanad.us
DP: @sam_mccrmck
Edit & Sound Mix: @chrisleemusic

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.
Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.
Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Celebrated my 30th birthday about a month early this past weekend with my Dad, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. For those of you who don’t know, my first love before video or skateboarding was aviation.
When I was about 4 years old, my Dad solved his “midlife crisis” by getting a Private Pilot’s License. Ever since, I’ve spent a couple hundred hours in the right seat of Cessna 172’s, Piper Warriors and other single engine airplanes, and dreamed one day of getting my license or even flying for the airlines or the military. The last time my Dad and I flew together was in 2010. In late 2017, I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, all but guaranteeing that my dream would not become reality. This, and my Mom’s death in 2021 are the two events in my life that have caused the most heartache.
This past weekend, I came the closest to making my dream a reality, I was treated to not one, but two sessions at the Delta Flight Museum’s Boeing 737-200 simulator, formerly used by airline pilots for recurrent training. These simulators are as close to flying as it gets, all the motion & inertia, being bounced around in turbulence, everything FEELS real. Our second session, we had the honor of being instructed by Rudy, a retired airline pilot who shared how he personally knew many of the Tuskegee Airmen, which made our visit to the Tuskegee Airmen Museum later that day special in a small-world sense. Rudy had me fly and try to land in a thunderstorm, and he absolutely knocked my ego down a few notches!
If the weekend wasn’t perfect enough, the cherry on top my first time experiencing the infamous Expressway approach into Runway 31 at LaGuardia, where you follow the BQE and LIE and make a final series of turns onto the final approach course at under 1000 feet around Flushing Meadows Park and Downtown Flushing.
This was a hell of way to wrap up my twenties, and in times of general uncertainty, I’m so grateful to have both people and activities that can bring me joy, and for the memory that will last a lifetime.

Happy 60th, Mom, and Happy 20th, Regina. I love and miss you both so much 🤍🤍🌹🌹🤍🤍
5 years with the truest, most loyal
partner I could ever have. To wake up next to you each day, to have you as a principle part of my
support network, the way you look at me, and everything else, I cherish you. Here's to many more
intervals of 5 together, I love you Mads 🥰🌹
#bmpcc6k

Elizabeth “Ebit” Thatcher Speers
Being your son is the greatest honor I will ever know. There’s a saying that one cannot pick their parents, but if I had the choice, you’d be mine, infinitely. You made it possible to attain the life I now enjoy, and you supported every dream and goal of mine as if it would change the face of the world. “I love you” is an inadequate expression my feelings for you, and I can’t begin to thank you enough for all the gifts you have given me by just being you.
Elizabeth, better known as “Ebit”, “Ebity”, and “Ebitty-Jib”, was in every sense, a soul that was one of a kind. Her radiant smile was ever present, even through moments of darkness. I have yet to meet anyone who matches her pure, passionate love, her form of empathy, and her exemplary ability to form the deepest social connections. Even on her very last day, with the last of her strength, she managed to let her eyes and smile light up the room, same as always. We are all better for knowing her.
Rest in Paradise
Elizabeth Thatcher Speers
06/06/1962 - 10/16/2021, 6:06pm
#FUCKCANCER

Elizabeth “Ebit” Thatcher Speers
Being your son is the greatest honor I will ever know. There’s a saying that one cannot pick their parents, but if I had the choice, you’d be mine, infinitely. You made it possible to attain the life I now enjoy, and you supported every dream and goal of mine as if it would change the face of the world. “I love you” is an inadequate expression my feelings for you, and I can’t begin to thank you enough for all the gifts you have given me by just being you.
Elizabeth, better known as “Ebit”, “Ebity”, and “Ebitty-Jib”, was in every sense, a soul that was one of a kind. Her radiant smile was ever present, even through moments of darkness. I have yet to meet anyone who matches her pure, passionate love, her form of empathy, and her exemplary ability to form the deepest social connections. Even on her very last day, with the last of her strength, she managed to let her eyes and smile light up the room, same as always. We are all better for knowing her.
Rest in Paradise
Elizabeth Thatcher Speers
06/06/1962 - 10/16/2021, 6:06pm
#FUCKCANCER

Elizabeth “Ebit” Thatcher Speers
Being your son is the greatest honor I will ever know. There’s a saying that one cannot pick their parents, but if I had the choice, you’d be mine, infinitely. You made it possible to attain the life I now enjoy, and you supported every dream and goal of mine as if it would change the face of the world. “I love you” is an inadequate expression my feelings for you, and I can’t begin to thank you enough for all the gifts you have given me by just being you.
Elizabeth, better known as “Ebit”, “Ebity”, and “Ebitty-Jib”, was in every sense, a soul that was one of a kind. Her radiant smile was ever present, even through moments of darkness. I have yet to meet anyone who matches her pure, passionate love, her form of empathy, and her exemplary ability to form the deepest social connections. Even on her very last day, with the last of her strength, she managed to let her eyes and smile light up the room, same as always. We are all better for knowing her.
Rest in Paradise
Elizabeth Thatcher Speers
06/06/1962 - 10/16/2021, 6:06pm
#FUCKCANCER

Elizabeth “Ebit” Thatcher Speers
Being your son is the greatest honor I will ever know. There’s a saying that one cannot pick their parents, but if I had the choice, you’d be mine, infinitely. You made it possible to attain the life I now enjoy, and you supported every dream and goal of mine as if it would change the face of the world. “I love you” is an inadequate expression my feelings for you, and I can’t begin to thank you enough for all the gifts you have given me by just being you.
Elizabeth, better known as “Ebit”, “Ebity”, and “Ebitty-Jib”, was in every sense, a soul that was one of a kind. Her radiant smile was ever present, even through moments of darkness. I have yet to meet anyone who matches her pure, passionate love, her form of empathy, and her exemplary ability to form the deepest social connections. Even on her very last day, with the last of her strength, she managed to let her eyes and smile light up the room, same as always. We are all better for knowing her.
Rest in Paradise
Elizabeth Thatcher Speers
06/06/1962 - 10/16/2021, 6:06pm
#FUCKCANCER

Elizabeth “Ebit” Thatcher Speers
Being your son is the greatest honor I will ever know. There’s a saying that one cannot pick their parents, but if I had the choice, you’d be mine, infinitely. You made it possible to attain the life I now enjoy, and you supported every dream and goal of mine as if it would change the face of the world. “I love you” is an inadequate expression my feelings for you, and I can’t begin to thank you enough for all the gifts you have given me by just being you.
Elizabeth, better known as “Ebit”, “Ebity”, and “Ebitty-Jib”, was in every sense, a soul that was one of a kind. Her radiant smile was ever present, even through moments of darkness. I have yet to meet anyone who matches her pure, passionate love, her form of empathy, and her exemplary ability to form the deepest social connections. Even on her very last day, with the last of her strength, she managed to let her eyes and smile light up the room, same as always. We are all better for knowing her.
Rest in Paradise
Elizabeth Thatcher Speers
06/06/1962 - 10/16/2021, 6:06pm
#FUCKCANCER

Elizabeth “Ebit” Thatcher Speers
Being your son is the greatest honor I will ever know. There’s a saying that one cannot pick their parents, but if I had the choice, you’d be mine, infinitely. You made it possible to attain the life I now enjoy, and you supported every dream and goal of mine as if it would change the face of the world. “I love you” is an inadequate expression my feelings for you, and I can’t begin to thank you enough for all the gifts you have given me by just being you.
Elizabeth, better known as “Ebit”, “Ebity”, and “Ebitty-Jib”, was in every sense, a soul that was one of a kind. Her radiant smile was ever present, even through moments of darkness. I have yet to meet anyone who matches her pure, passionate love, her form of empathy, and her exemplary ability to form the deepest social connections. Even on her very last day, with the last of her strength, she managed to let her eyes and smile light up the room, same as always. We are all better for knowing her.
Rest in Paradise
Elizabeth Thatcher Speers
06/06/1962 - 10/16/2021, 6:06pm
#FUCKCANCER
All but 8 seconds of the BTS I shot & cut of the new @cautiousxclay “Wildfire” video. Such a treat, enjoy the inserts of the actual music video, directed by @mandibleclaw featuring the beautiful photography of @danielvignal and some rad vfx from @james_siewert_artwork
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