When we were young, my brother was the biggest pain I had ever had.  He would torment me all the time.  He is seven years younger than me, so when I was sixteen and starting to date, he was merciless.  It was Voni has a boyfriend constantly.  Even if I had one date he would chant that until another boy would come along then start it up again.We were washing dishes after lunch one day while Mom and Dad went to visit a friend in the hospital. My brother continued to argue about what he wasn’t going to do

Like get the dishes out of the rinse water, because he did’t want his hands wet. And he couldn’t put them away, he didn’t know where they went.  Then he started popping me with the towel. I warned him to stop, but he kept it up.So I’d had enough and I took off after him. He was running for the front door and he hit the glass storm door hard. It broke and cut him over his eye,

My  Dad being Paranoid about someone stealing our other car he took the distributer cap off while we were on vacation. So my brother knew what to do.  We were lucky because my brother was only nine but he crawled up under that hood and holding that wash cloth over his eye and he fixed the car so it would run.

He got the cap back on and we jumped in the car an headed for the hospital

We had a conversation on the way to the hospital. We agreed not to tell Mom and Dad that we were fighting that caused it to happen.

And to make matters worse, where I took him was the same place that our parents were visiting a friend that was a patient there.

When we got there, I had to go looking for Mom to tell her that my brother was hurt and needed to see a Doctor.  I told her what happened   , of course I didn’t tell her the truth.

I don’t know how many stitches  he had to have, but he still has that scar on his forehead. He is seventy one years old and reminds me every once in a while that it was my fault .  Can you believe that , he has the nerve to blame me when he was the instigator of the fight.  Well  we told mom he was just running and it was a fluke accident that the glass door broke.  Many years later we finally told Mom the truth and she  told us she figured that was what  happened, because we were fighting.  We were too big to spank before we told her what really happened,

Now we are old senior citizens and Mom and Dad  are both gone along with my husband and we live next door to each other.  I could not ask for a better brother and friend.  Anything I need, he is right here to help me. He looks after me to make sure i’m always safe.  We do a lot of rehab on our own houses, and He is aways trying to teach me how to do things , like how to cut quarter round. We pretty much have the flooring installation down good.  It amazes me all the things he knows how to do, and I  am grateful that he takes the time to teach me new stuff.

He worked for the city of a small town near us. But he retired after twenty years there. He always has an enormous garden and still has the energy to plant corn and pumpkins and other stuff for the deer to feast on. When the food is grown , he and his wife start canning.  They can everything from  soup to nuts.  Not really.  I think he plants one hundred tomato plants  alone, and he keeps that garden weed free and looking good. When I leave for Florida in the winter, he comes over after I’m gone and winterizes my home. He also looks after my little car I leave here in my garage .  He come over about once a week or so and starts up my car and comes in and checks everything in my house to make sure everything is good .. he is my hero!!!