Today would have been my brother-in-law’s 52 birthday. I hope that there’s a time when I can think of him and the pain of his going isn’t so bright and hard. He was a wonderful husband and father, and as a brother-in-law, I couldn’t have asked for a better person. He adored my sister and would have done anything he could to make her happy. He had a quirky sense of humor and was a top-rate prankster.
I miss you Stymie. Save me a spot on the compound.