Remembering My Big Brother

Today is my oldest brother Andrew's Birthday, he would have been 46 years old. He was 20 when he was killed in a car accident on September 9th , 1984. I was 14 and was just about to start my Freshmen year of High School. Some days it seems like it was just yesterday and I can remember vividly that my friends were all sleeping over and he came into the den before he went out to say "bye". It was always a comforting memory for me, my girlfriend's and I were joking around and playing with a box of Barbie's we found in the closet. When he opened the door to say he was leaving , he caught us "playing Barbie". It was hysterical and embarrassing all at the same time.
To this day I wonder what would have become of him and our family if he was still here. My mother says she can't go there, but I just can't help it sometimes.

Happy Birthday Andrew.... Miss and Love You Always

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xoxo