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yo, anybody seen the kid in the middle of this photo? it was taken fifty-two years ago so he no doubt looks somewhat different, but i'll bet if you saw him down the local 7/11 you'd recognize him. it's the poor sumbitch's 54th birthday and it occurred to me early this a.m. that though he is one of the bros he has never to my knowledge been mentioned on the blog. so even though i hate the bastard for not saying goodbye to The Mother i love him because he's my brother and what else am i gonna do? he was awesome to me when i was knee high to a grasshopper: kind, patient, instructive. he always picked me to be on his team even though as the little kid i couldn't do much to propel our club to victory. winning wasn't everything. he also used to read to me. once he read The Old Man and the Sea to me; the entire story. so if you spot him gettin a cup o joe and a hard roll say hey happy birthday, john.

16 Comments:
Bill,
That is sweet. Made me cry. "All you need is love" and I read that in your words. Thanks.
Touching post Bill.
Nanda
I love him too, Bill, and miss him every day.
correction: photo was taken only 47 years ago.
Years go by but the love never dies. I really hope to see my dad again but if I don't I'll always be grateful for the time we had together. Thank you all for reminding me of how much love he inspires in us.
Rich was wondering if someone could try sending the Family blog URL to John.
I have to echo the sentiments of my bro, well said Jake.
Bill, thanks for reminding us that love is a powerful thing!!!
hey, listen, i'm into the whole love thang but really i'm starting to worry that nanda has done something with our boy dicky. it's getting like when near the end of his second term nancy used to talk for ron. nancy really was out first female prez.
dick, where are thee?
Bill,
It feels good to get the brown girl do my chores and tasks.
nice. wish i could get my white girl to do same...
now we're talkin
Bill,
Can you believe this? I had to write even the earlier message for Rich.
He is reading books on Indian culture these days and particularly enjoys reading short stories of how Indian husband behave towards their wives.
He practices saying, “Brown girl, come rub The White Man’s feet!”
All in the name of imitation.
Nanda
i would suggest this retort: white man, suck the day's foulness from between my toes.
Bill,
But he is such a tender and sweet guy. I feel like doing all this for him. And he does a lot for me without even having to ask...
Nanda
Wow, all this cro-magdon stuff buried way down here in the blog comments. White MEN talking about their "girls". Yes, yes I know its all in good humor. Ha- Ha. Perhaps we could refer to Nanda as a beautiful Indian woman of color who does many nice things for her white boy.
tender and sweet?
is dicky on new meds?
ah, no, just love, sweet love
Dear Marg,
It's nice the way you have described me. I felt good about myself.
And dear Bill,
I have always noticed that you attribute many things to love and affection. Yes that is a wonderful drug.
Nanda
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