Am I blue? https://youtube/watch?v=IVUeMyVEnFw&fmt=35 I never made it a point to talk to my younger brother, after he had gone to college, or after I had moved to Houston. Just didnt feel the need. Even as he approached his wedding, which I couldnt consider attending, I didnt feel the need to touch base. Figured he had a full plate, anyway, and AC people kinda dont need contact from outside, pretty much. Cest la vie, I guess... Same thing held, when he and his wife sold their home in California, and struck out to tour the country in their motor home.... winding up at his Moms place, in Montana, as they were relocating. After they had finally settled in the Milwaukee area, I didnt so much feel the need to speak with him, every week, like I did to my Mother. And by the time he was employed by the Global group, he never seemed to have any free time, anyway, so I never bothered him, so much. Even after they moved to New Mexico, and after the shooting, up in Wisconsin, he always had a full plate to contend with. Same when they moved to Tacoma area, too. So I didnt so much have a relationship to my nieces and nephew, over those years, either. But when my brother and his wife lost their only son, to a gunshot accident, I could only painfully imagine what that must have been like, for them, as I also had only one son. Some things you can not add much, to help out, in circumstances that arise, in life. Like a divorce, I guess... or a terminal illness... Oh, well.... Today, though, thinking back on the times when we were both in school, back in Sunburst, I remembered the time I had saved up the Fouth of July firecracker for his benefit, a couple months later. Funny. And remembering how he had walked away from the Midway board game, that had been bought, because it was too involved or complicated, and saw my youngest brother urge me to play the game with him, which we did for the next few years.... and I was always impressed by how insistent he was to play that game, even though he never seemed to be able to beat me at it. Really made an impression on my, about his persistence. But now, its coming up on a year, after Glen died... and its painful to remember these things. Like trying to cope with the isolation, from my family, since my stroke. Never figured Id ever have to deal with being alone, at this stage of my life. But again, cest la vie, I guess... https://youtube/watch?v=2-ifnP19tQg&fmt=35 *Sigh
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 02:02:25 +0000
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