My Brother Steve

Happy Birthday to my Brother Steve!  People thought we were twins when we were young, we are just a little more than a year apart in age.  We went everywhere together.  We were the team that ganged up on the other kids.  We were the Dick and Tommy Smothers of the neighborhood....I played the straightman....Steve is the funny one.

Steve can make me laugh....he can say anything and make me laugh.   He used to just call out a word...rutabaga, horseshoe, quantum physics...and I would be rolling on the floor laughing.  I lost the "who can go the longest without laughing game" EVERY time, and it was all Steve's fault.  If I was playing against anyone else, guaranteed I could win, but Steve is the master of making me laugh. 

I miss Steve, I only see him every few years.  I haven't seen him now for 5 years.  He lives in Indianapolis, I live in Hawaii.  Who knows when he will come here or I will go there, maybe someday we can meet in the middle, but  meanwhile, I miss him. 

Love you, Bro, have a wonderful day and may this year be a good one for you, Lord knows it is time for you to have some good years.