My Brother Edward
My brother Edward was not only my younger brother, but my friend. When we were growing up we lived on a dairy farm for about 5 years. So, much of our time was taken up doing various chores like; milking cows, cleaning the barns, and feeding the animals. Any free time was taken up playing sports. As there were few other children in the neighborhood we would go to the trailer park up the street to recruit players, both boys and girls alike. I seem to remember most games ending up in arguments, but it was still so much fun.
Edward, who was strong willed, could be stubborn at times in coming around to others' way of thinking. I remember Edward going to school one year on the first day of school. My parents let him out at the school, but he would not go in. So they left him at the school gate. They then watched him from afar. He walked up and down the street for about thirty minutes had passed.
Edward and I have taken many trips together to racetracks across the country. We both always enjoyed horse racing and playing poker.
I will miss him for the rest of my life.
From your loving brother,