Wednesday, March 24, 2021
Paul and I shared some awesome adventures in our youth. Kayaking white water when neither of us had kayaked before. Flying a paraplane when I’m terrified of heights. The very same paraplane that someone crashed the following week. I will miss the movies and / or fast food that we got to share over the last few years. And the chance to talk. About nothing. And everything.
My big brother is, and will be missed. But I know I’ll see him again. Walking. What a day that will be!
