Having two older brothers is a healthy reminder that you're always closer to the bottom than you are to the top. --Andy Roddick
My two brothers were 16 and 14 years older than me. They started having kids when I was eight years old. The older one had a girl, then the younger brother produced a son first. The obnoxious, arrogant younger brother said to the older, "It takes a man to make a boy," boasting of his good fortune to have a son. Thereafter, the younger brother had three girls, and the older brother had two boys. Plus, the older brother has only grandsons, and the younger has more granddaughters than grandsons. So much for bragging!! Someway, somehow, there is justice in the world.
I note this story as that son of my younger-older brother turns 60 today. I remember changing his diapers and playing with him as a baby and toddler. He has made a great life for himself and his family, and I am grateful to have him as a nephew.
Appreciating family,
Leta
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| My nephew and I, at his second daughter's wedding |
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