The folks that make the magic happen. Ignore the first guy, the rest of the gang is where the work gets done.

 

That Guy

Knucklehead in chief.

Born and raised in Greensboro, Nick is a full-time firefighter with the Greensboro Fire Department and a part-time guy who has ideas. He enjoys being and dad, likes long walks on the beach and thinks it's awkward to write your own bio..... Really awkward.

nick@rwhevents.com

 

Ms. Kristen

The professional cat herder.

Originally from Maine, she's the one you'll thank on the day of the event for fixing the problem you've been worrying about and the one I'll thank for keeping the IRS happy.

Life Quote: "I do. Wait, what was the question?"

kristen@rwhevents.com

 

P-Nut

The fixer.

Regularly the coolest head in the building, sometimes even while it's burning. Works to handle squeaky wheels and other details as they invariably come up.

Life Quote: "If there's a problem, yo' I solve it. Check out my beat while the DJ revolves it." 

 

Brandon

The salty one.

He eats clean, but that doesn't mean he fights that way. Known to mock crabby bald guys into good moods, he's the one you want showing up when the chips are down. 

Life Quote: "I drank what?"

 

 

A Guy Named Joe

The wild hair.

Born on a small island off the coast of Belize, Joe is a full-time listener and good guy. He's the only lifetime emeritus member of RWH and the head of our in-house sideburn and stach committee. He's a funny man and will someday grow up to be the most interesting man in the world.

Has an unnatural affinity for pallets and our hearts. He's moved on to be the Grand Poopbah at The Forge in Greensboro, but we couldn't bring ourselves to take him of the page.

 

GG Loflin

The details.

The original daughter of a preacher man, GG (as she's known) works daily to keep the wheels on for those around her. She takes care of the little things and keeps them from becoming the "Golden BB", or that tragically small detail that will kibosh everything. She's the nicest person you'll read about today. 

Nick Loflin - The big one on the right.

Nick Loflin - The big one on the right.

Kristen Loflin - Mmmm. Easy on the eyes.

Kristen Loflin - Mmmm. Easy on the eyes.

Justin Price - The freakin' man.

Justin Price - The freakin' man.

Salty - Look mom, no hands.

Salty - Look mom, no hands.

Joe Rotondi - The one with the excellent stache.

Joe Rotondi - The one with the excellent stache.

Julie Loflin - Piggies for 2.

Julie Loflin - Piggies for 2.


It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
— Teddy Roosevelt, 1910