Hey brother. It's taken me all this time to gather my thoughts enough to put into words but they have been in my mind and heart all of my life. I even shared some of them with you the last time we talked on the phone. I have missed having you around most of my life but the times I have spent with you make up for the times I haven't. I want you to know those memories and admiration of my big brother I have carried with me all my life. I have always been proud of you. For being in the army. For traveling to places I don't know. For having amazing talent I was always jealous of but proud of you. You drew a horse when you were young. It probably wasn't great but I thought it was the best ever. You taught me how to ride a bike. The same way I see in movies now. I am hanging on, I am. Until you're not. You taught me not to tuck my thumb into my fist if I'm ever going to hit somebody. (Which I never have). You taught me how to drink pop out of a bottle, this time to tuck my upper lip in. You gave me some of your almonds if I peeled the skin of your sunburned back. Which was somehow satisfying. You let me sit in your tent you made over your bed with blankets anchored to the wall with a rear view mirror. You brought home a kitten and a silver chain to go around her neck. I was scared of the kitten when it hissed at me so I told you to take it away. I always kept the silver chain for its neck as a keepsake and twirled it around my finger like a fidget until I was in my teens. When my Dad taught me to say my prayers, I always put God bless Glen last because I was mad at you for not being around more. Not really mad. I guess I felt rejected. It didn't last. You have always been a great brother to me and a wonderful part of my life. I just wanted you to know that but I think you already do. I also want your family and friends to know that your absent sister always had you in her heart.
Sandra
