It was 53 years ago today that my little brother was born. I don’t have a photo of him on his birthday that year (maybe he has one he will post), but I do have this photo taken around Christmas time that year, so he’s just about a year old in this picture and I am 7 ½. Something on the floor to his right was more interesting than Santa or the photographer. He’s still easily distracted.
Happy Birthday little brother. You’ve been such an important part of my life and I love you.
