Today is my brother's birthday. Larry is 13 months younger than I am so he's not far behind me in getting old. When we were little kids, people thought we were twins.
He' been more productive in his life than I ever thought he would be. As kids, we were nothing alike. I guess that's not unusual for a brother and sister. He's grown to be a human being! A real person! I don't know how it happened but I can't deny it.
He retired from the Air Force and then to work for the prison system in Florida. Retired from there, too.
We've never been real close in our young adult years. He was always stationed to far-away places that I've never been. Now, as we've gotten older, we've gotten closer and I like it. I actually like him.
He's a funny guy with a really dry sense of humor. I love talking to him on the phone. He keeps me smiling and laughing.
And smart, too. He's come a long way from reading Old Yeller in high school.
I'm so proud of him. I don't think he knows it, though.
Happy Birthday, Larry.
You're quite a guy and I love you.
Oh, oh. I just remembered that I didn't mail your birthday card.