Joe’s brother came to town (for the sudden death of a family friend) and we haven’t seen him in years. Leading up to his arrival, our house was full of questions about “daddy’s big brother.”
He was greeted warmly. I love how quickly my children embrace family and friends. They have big hearts.

I looked up and noticed these pairs of brothers.

I loved listening to Bruce tell stories about Joe’s parents. I tried to imagine their lives. There are many funny stories. I only wish I had known them both better. I know at some point we will head across state lines and visit Nebraska. Until then, our doors are always open.