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It doesn't dawn on you just how old you
really are until your little brother turns 47. I think back to when he was 22. He
packed up everything he owned in the back of what would now be called an SUV and
headed out on a cross-country excursion, much like the pioneers had done 150 years
before in covered wagons.
He was looking for mountains, skiing. I
suppose he was looking for himself. He landed in Vail, Colorado for a little while,
just to see what it was like ... never left. He's been there more than half his life now ... half
my life too.
The separation is sometimes hard, but we
manage to get together on a regular basis. What is it they say? Absence makes the heart
grow fonder. It makes the time we do have together that much more special.
If you see that guy in the picture today,
wish him a Happy Birthday, will ya?
Aortal
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