The youngest of my brothers is having a birthday today. Happy birthday, bro!
I still remember my mom being pregnant with him and the night she left the house in a hurry to get to the hospital. Back in those days, new mothers were kept in the hospital for a week to be watched over and cared for by the nurses. Of course, in today’s world you can leave the same or next day.
He was a good kid - all boy. Loved to get outside and ride bikes, play in the dirt or take a small boat out to the river for hours at a time.
He’s never had any of his own kids, but he’s got a good woman at his side and he’s been a father figure to her two kids for a long time - the only real father those kids have known. I’m proud of him for all he’s accomplished and for being a hard working, loyal man.