It was nice growing up with someone like you – someone to lean on, someone to count on…someone to tell on!i love you, you were there for me, you protected me, and most of all, you loved me. We’d fight, scream, and argue, but, under it all, is a love. That only exists, in a brother, and a sister. If the memories of my childhood were to be strewn over a night sky, you would be the shining star. Thanks for everything bro.