This photo was probably taken around 1964. Mark and I had not yet started school and I’m sure we spent a lot of time playing while our sister and oldest brother were in school during the day. Mark and I are 1 year, 2 months, and 9 days apart. The one thing about Mark that has never ever changed is how sweet he is. (Ladies…..he’s single!) Mark is a wonderful brother, father to his son, and son to our parents.
I’m not able to see Mark as often as I like, but I will see him this coming weekend at my parent’s house. It is peach pickin’ time and we get together every summer to share the crop. I look forward to seeing Mark because he always, always, ALWAYS makes me laugh and I really need a laugh this week. (I’ve started a new job that is kind of stressful).
So – here’s to brothers and what they mean to their sisters. I love you Marky!