Saturday, August 20, 2005
My brother
My brother lived hard and laughed hard. He gave until his soul could give no more. I miss him. His absence has fractured my family in ways he never realized. He was a poet, but too shy to show it. He was a comedian, but too shy to take his act on the road. His dreams were big but his patients short. He died September 27, 2004. I love him. He is with us still.