To my big brother
May 31, 2007 6:46 am Daily lifeDear Alehandro
Come out here now. I am so excited I can hardly stand it. You would think that having been at your house a month ago would make it so that I do not miss you yet. Au contraire. I miss you more.
I miss that one summer we spent at the mall of America. The time we went to see Independence Day on opening day and you actually lit a cigarette in a packed theatre- when I looked, you copped this “What?!!!” Then they blew up the white house in the movie and the whole crowd went wild.
We would sit in the living room of your apartment under that 10 foot long afghan Kristi made that was large enough to be on the couch and chair at the same time.
And we would spend weekends in the dueling piano bar. Remember when I wanted Dr Mc and you said Jaeger was just the same? You were setting me up, Bra, and it worked. Oh! and how often you used the “That’s my sister” line?
That was also the summer you showed me how to eat Carpaccio and bread dipped in olive oil and cheese.
May 31st, 2007 at 6:06 pm
Aw…I miss you too sis. You have a much better memory than I do. Though I remembered when I read it.
Funny what kinds of things stand out in other people memory.
We should have spent more time hanging out back then. Guess we’ll have to make up for lost time moving forward.