Memories on my brother's birthday

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Today is my older brother's birthday, he'd be 43 if he hadn't passed in 2008. My two younger brothers wrote FB posts that were downright gloomy whereas I tend to think about him and giggle. He was such a freaking trip that damn near everything he did made me laugh. Even when I was mad at him I had to laugh which of course made me mad, lol. Since we were kids I was his little shadow and he took that with an amazing amount of patience even when I worked his last good nerve. I destroyed stuff of his, gave him a busted lip, drove him nuts in general and we had our moments but I always knew he had my back. Of course when we got older he refused to believe his little sister was actually growing up, there would be none of that, lol. My freshman year of high school he warned off the paperboy from dating me, so sad... the paperboy was cute. :) He also dangled me over a trashcan the first week of school just to let everyone know that while he could torture me he'd kick anyone else's ass that tried it, lol. I did not appreciate it at the time but now I can see that he was in his way trying to protect me when he was gone since he was a graduating senior when I was a freshman and I'd had a history of being bullied. So yeah when I think about my brother I cry... from laughing. And I think that's just how he would have wanted it.

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