May God bless you and your...
Life repeats itself. Not that long ago my father wrote private things in a memorial tribute book about his older brother.
I now write similarly about mine.
As youngsters Tom and I were inseparable. He was my hero. We protected each other then. Life took its twists and turns and he and I lived separate lives for many years. The recent two weeks I spent with him at his home was effortless and very special to me. It's as though no time had ever passed between us. He was my hero...
May 17, 2015