Chad Wheeler

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CSU 1989-1990, only attended one class... Beer 101
UCCS 1990-1992
UCD 1992-1995, B.S. Civil Engineering

I proposed to Katrese in November, 1992 and we got married in January, 1995. The girls were born in 1996 and 2001. We lived in an apartment in Littleton, Colorado and both started our careers. Within a year we moved to a small townhome in Littleton. We learned Katrese was pregnant just days before we closed on the townhome. Great, the 900 square-foot townhome was already too small. But we stayed there for 3 years before moving to Parker after purchasing our first house in April, 1999. I worked as a geotechnical engineer straight out of school until 2000. I changed career paths to land development civil engineering. I started my own company in 2006 and love it, though I've learned that I myself am the toughest boss I've ever had.

The girls are awesome and funny. Caroline is me reincarnate, which explains why Katrese has so much fun with her and I seem eternally frustrated with her. Breanna is our rule-follower. She's a terrific student and she is very sensitive to those around her. Caroline is brilliant and funny, if only she knew her limits... again, she is me.

Katrese has been teaching math and science in Cherry Creek since 1995 and has taught nearly every level. She is enjoying her second year of fifth grade math and science and is working on her National Board Certification.

Look me up on Facebook, or at www.linkedin.com\in\ChadWheeler or at www.consultcaed.com

This goes way back...

It was a bright, clear sunny day in the Spring of 1978. I sat in the lunch room, having devoured my lunch in anticipation to the sprint to the swing set. This had become the test of manhood for me and several of my 1st Grade classmates. This was not a small sprint. This was a mile-long sprint if it was an inch... at least it felt that far to our little legs. "You may go." Those were the words I was waiting for. Without hesitation, I bolted to the door, swung it open and I was gone. There was dust in my wake, I could taste it. My eyes were fixed on my target. I didn't look to either side, but my periphery vision confirmed I was in the lead. I kept up the unbelievable effort, my legs ticking off the distance like pistons in a racecar. I was so far ahead of the competition I couldn't even hear them behind me. Wow! It's mine! I'm the King of the playground today! I reach out my hand to touch the swings first, grabbing the chain in some effort to slow my progress. My head spun around to the most amazing sight my young eyes had ever witnessed.

Emptiness. There was nothing - no one. I ran so fast, covering the mile distance with such fervent speed and agilty that my classmates hadn't even reached the door out from the lunchroom. This was triumph never before seen! My arms involuntarily reached for the sky. "Yah!" I screamed. "I got you Scott and Tucker and Eric and Matt..." I continued to yell. But still no one was there, no one was anywhere. Absolute emptiness, void of all but me. Something wasn't quite right.

I waited for a moment before deciding that perhaps I wasn't where I was suppose to be. I started the slow march back across the playground toward the lunchroom door. I don't know at what point I looked up to see Mrs. Cook standing at the door, arms crossed, simply staring. She didn't say a word - she didn't have to. I knew I was dead... and I would die confused. Where was everyone? Why am I out here alone?

"Did you not hear that lunch privilege was taken away?", asked Mrs. Cook. I didn't answer, it wouldn't matter, I was dead.

Every single one of us are products of our life experience, and many people on this web site contributed a large portion of those experiences that makes us who we are today. We all had an important role in shaping each others' lives, whether we knew it or not. I personally cherish the times, the experiences, and the memories that so many on this site provided. God Bless All!

Breakfast Club, Senior Prom

Tulum, Mexico for a family... I mean the entire family... vacation. Three generation of Wheeler went to Tulum on October, 2007 and truly had the trip of a lifetime.

I am easy to tear and wear my emotions on my sleeve.