Saturday, May 28, 2022
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It has almost been a year since you have been called home. I have many memories of the two of us growing up. Some times I feel that this is still just a bad dream I can not wake up from. When we were kids I remember being out in a corn field catching bees in a peanut butter jar. You climbed up to our treehouse with the jar. I was playing down below and bam that jar fell or so you said lol and cracked my head open. I keep waiting for that jar to fall and smack me in the head to wake me from this dream sadly it never does. I still talk to you every day and miss you. Your big little brother L.F.
