Well, here we are again, missing you. I want to report, as you know, those girls of yours and those grandkids are as about as devoted as any force you may know. They love you beyond the moon and back. They are diligent and devoted to your memory, more than any I know. You are I am sure, so very proud of them all. I try to keep that promise I made to you, that whisper in your ear that night, the day prior to you "leaving the building." I promised I would always watch over and try to be sure that I would take care of those girls of yours. I hope I have served you well on that promise. I have met new friends that were yours when you were on earth, they respected you and I have become friends with them. Tonight, Johnny and I toasted your birthday at dinner, and Johnny said you watch, tonight there will be helicopters fly over. Sure enough, not one but two. One, on our way home, flying over the 8 freeway, bright lights literally blinking intensely over our car. coincidence, I think not.... Love you Michael, it is empty, where you once lived. Love you big brother...