Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Hey brother.

Thirty-two years today, my parents brought home my little brother.  I looked at him and asked when they were going back to get one for themselves.  Obviously, this one was mine. 

Throughout the years, we went from best friends to worst enemies and back again.  He's one of the smartest men I have ever met and has one the biggest hearts to go with it.  He's a rough and tumble sort of guy and I am glad to have him in my corner.

Happy birthday, Boy.

Me and Boy.


  1. Man, he really was the cutest baby out of all of us. Jerk.

    I mean...happy birthday and stuff!

  2. Your Brother26/05/2010, 18:40

    Thanks Big Sister.


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