my two brothers were something else they were so close to each other and always looked out for us four sisters. they are gone but never forgotten by the three of us sisters we love them so much. I never thought loosing a sibling would hurt so much till my oldest sister died and then five months later brother Jerry left us. then eight months later our brother James left us, Jim used to say I have to go to Jerry he wants me to come to where he is he is over in the corner calling for me. that was when he was so sick in the hospital. I would tell him to fight Jim fight do not give into that cancer but he was to sick to fight it. he went to Vietnam when he was seventeen years old he never told anyone what he went through over there but my son and Jerry's son Scott my grandchildren loved him so much and my granddaughter went to the Michigan foot ball games, he said it was like taking another guy along with him, he was so proud of his family and he loved us all he was a good son and husband and brother he had so many friends I will never for get him, or my brother jerry was a very good person and father and son he was so sweet he never met a stranger, h e has been gone three years now and we go over to Big Boys to eat and the waitress say aren't you Jerry Morgan's sisters and we say yes and they treat us like royalty he would come down and spend time with us at our cookouts and talk to the grand kids they loved him a lot as well as my kids did. Brother you may be gone but never forgotten. you both will always be in my heart and my mind I think back on the things we went thru when we were kids and wonder how we made it but God saw us thru the six kids no one really wanted and we turned out pretty good.