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Margi clark
August 3, 2025
About a million years ago my Dad married a woman with 2 boys. He had 2 girls. She became the very best mother a teenage awkward girl could dream of.
Those sweet boys would become my brothers. "Step" is never in my brain when I think of them.
I think we were 10, 13, 13 and 15 when we became a family.
I was the oldest, then Kurt, Gina and Scott.
I was immediately enthralled with having brothers. I had an older brother that passed when I was 9, but he was 7 years older and I didn´t really know him as a sibling. I simply idolized him because he was my big brother.
Kurt was 2 years younger than I was, but we became fast friends. He was a nerdy, smart, sweet, kid and not very social. He was an introvert.
The first thing I remember about him when I met him at 13 was his crooked sweet smile, his shyness and that he had a book in his hands.
We were close growing up and as young adults. Kurt was always smarter than any person I ever knew.
When I divorced he was one of my rocks. He was a truck driver and would stay with the girls and I whenever he could. He was a tall, skinny, rough looking man.
Kimberly asked him once why he always looked homeless. He told her it was his super power to ward off evil. He would help me with transporting the girls places whenever he stayed over. They loved him.
When Dennis and I got married he stopped at our reception long enough to pick up the girls for an overnight so we could enjoy our party.
He was awkward in any social situations but if you found a way to connect with him, he was loyal and steadfast. I think we had that connection right away.
I have so many fond memories, but one of my favorite was when we lived in Minneapolis and "streaking" was the thing. As 4 latchkey preteen and teenagers we were left to our own devices a lot!
Scott and Kurt shared a room that had 2 doors . Kurt decided he´d "streak" out one door on NYE, through the living room and into the other door in his birthday suit. He just didn´t count on Scott locking the other door.
I think Scott almost died that night!!
Kurt became more of a loner as he got older and stayed to himself. The boys had an older sister that was grown when I met them and they were also close. Later in life they were roommates and shared a house.
I´ve missed him these last years but always tried to respect his space and his feelings.
I hope he always knew how much I loved him.
Please keep Betty, Deb and Scott in your prayers. Me too
Rest in peace little brother. I hope you have all the fabulous books you want to read, and eat lots of German
food and lemon meringue pie.
You will always be in my heart. Margi
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