I remember both of my brothers holding out their hand to me for they could get me to move faster to catch the bus for school. I remember my brother trying to teach me how to play t ball and accidentally hit me on the head. I remember my brother playing with his friends and inviting me to play cause I was alone. I remember how he teased my friends even as adults. I remember my brother yelling at me cause I swam out to far with no one around because of my breathing. He taught me to ride my bike He even helped me delivered papers and asked nothing in return for I wasn't out late. I remember my brother gave up everything after my parent devorced to be close to me and how he would pick me up from school. I remember how he dumped my girlfriends in garbage cans or put them in a park without shoes on,only their socks I remember him hugging me when I was upset then do something silly to make me laught. I remember him holding my daughter at the hospital after she was born. I remember him making my dad take her in his arms. I remember him taking my daughter in his arms and ask her why was she making suck a noise she was only 3 weeks old. I remember him talking with her if she became to hard on me to handle. I remember him starting water fights. I remember him changing his schedule to take her to the doctors because of her epilepsy. I remember him taking me out and hired a babysitter when I lost two of my bestfriends in a car accident. I remember the torment he gave me when he gave me to my husband on our wedding day. I remember him being there if my husband was being a butt and took him out to mello. I remember the look when I moved away. I remember him always calling my daughter baldy cause she had no hair until after her first bday. I remember the phone conversations. I remember going back for a visit and he dunked me in the river with his son I remember him hugging me when I went to come home and asked if I was crying yet that he could get me to cry. I remember the last phone conversation I had with him. I remember how he looked after he died. I remember my brother and miss him so.
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