Who are we?

The three of us are trying to figure it out. more bio info soon. but you can tell from our photos, we are super serious.

Two men standing outdoors on a wooden deck, engaged in conversation, with a house and green trees in the background. One man is holding a glass.

Our People

Two men in Christmas pajamas and costumes, one dressed as an elf and the other as a gingerbread person, standing in front of a decorated Christmas tree and a window with blinds.

Tim Konze

Two smiling men taking a selfie outdoors in front of a house, one wearing sunglasses and the other with wet hair and a beard.

Nathan Konze

A scenic view of a mountain range with a lake in the foreground, surrounded by pine trees and a cloudy sky.

Heather Konze

more about these dudes

A young boy wearing holiday-themed sunglasses with the words 'Happy Birthday' on top, a blue shirt, red shorts with vehicle patterns, and decorated with various crafts and puzzle pieces. An adult dressed in a uniform stands in the background.

Tim Konze

Founder

If you are on the site. You already know.

so since i never want this to be about me and all about the people that made it possible and the people we serve.

a thank you to my mom and step-dad is not nearly enough. They were there in STL the whole time while i was going through the shit. They were my lifeline. They are my life line. Much love.

A young boy holding a baby, both dressed in red holiday sweaters, sitting on a blue couch indoors.

Nathan Konze

When I told Nathan that I would be writing his “about me” today, I’m sure he almost had a panic attack. He’s been my homie for 41 years. He knows everything about me. Including my sense of humor. The more I love you. The more I call you out. And I’m petty. Reaaaaaallly petty. Tom Petty has nothing on me. Richard Petty wishes he could be me.

For example, when I was 17, Nate was my summer baseball coach. Every single one of my friends was so pumped. They all love him. He’s a legend. We had a great summer together. But there was one game. And one “fight” between us. And I still call him out for being “the worst baseball coach in history.”

The old Tim would have used this opportunity to lovingly trash him (oh and I still will). But I can’t even begin to explain what this dude has been in my life. He’s guided me, protected me, made me laugh, made me cry. He’s beat the shit out of me but also bailed me out when I’m handcuffed in down town Phoenix for going HAM on someone who called him a three letter f word.

He is a father of 7. You read that right. Him and his beautiful wife do not use the word “step.” So the oldest two (who are amazing freaking kids) came when he was blessed enough to meet Mandi. 3 of the coolest kids on the block. Then decided that wasn’t enough. These people are foster parents y’all.

FOSTER PARENTS.

Big Z and Lil Z. So yeah. 7. And they roll 7 deep.

There is no possible way I would be alive today without his love, compassion, and support.

I am only able to do the work that I am trying to do because this awesome no freaking neck of a man that steals beer cheese and is a shitty baseball coach.

I said this early today when I met my wife’s friends for a birthday party.

If we weren’t brothers, we would still be best friends anyway.

And no, he doesn’t enable me in a bad way…… He let’s me be as crazy as I want (as long as I don’t climb too high in a tree, seriously, ask me that story, its awesome)

We can take care of the next generation together because of this dude right here. Much love Nathan. 

Big Brother/Protector/Enabler

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