Happy Birthday, Kenny

My brother, Kenny, would have been seventy-seven today. I miss him always. He was the guy I grew up with.

Here are a couple of photos: one taken near the beginning of his life when he was three, the other taken near the end with yours truly.




He will always be in my heart.


  1. I hope that his birthday didn’t get you down and instead reminded you of all the pleasant memories : D.

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