Correction

From the editor: I blogged recently about my big brother.

At some point in the past - I shared my blog address with my big brother.
He remembered.

"Hi Bubba!!"

In my post, I talked about his struggles through high school and college.
His struggles were written in my pen.
From my memories.
My memories of him, and our childhoods.

Today in the mail I received a card from my brother with this simple note inside:

Thought this might

surprise you after

reading your blog.

       Love, Bubba

tucked into the card was this:

Kinda lends a little credibility to this quote from that same blog post:

"So close in age, it always surprises me that our earliest memories don't seem to match. The result of a brother and sister's individual interpretations of their childhoods I suppose... or at least I hope. We joke about been raised by different families."

I love that Bubba.