The very first day I went to meet my new Little Brother and his Mother, Nancy, I had no idea what this was all about. And to tell you the truth, I was very nervous. What if Mom doesn’t like me? I was told to come to the back door, never the front. The front door was for people you didn’t know. What? When that rear door flew open, I was greeted by one of the happiest and funniest people I have ever met. From that day on, I was part of the family. Over the years, Nancy was the same happy funny person as she was the first day, I met her. I knew, like all of us, Nancy had some troubled times, but she never showed it.
For some reason, we all drifted apart, as friends sometimes do. Real friends will stay on your mind and in your heart regardless of the separation, as did with Nancy and her family. There were times, I was in the area of that corner house on Jubilee Trail, and thought of knocking on that back door. But, I never did. More years went by, and now I wish I had.
Larry and I are renewing a lost brotherhood, and I bet Nancy had something to do with it. I’ll see you soon.