Not my brother, but it could be!
My brother is a good guy. I love him a lot. He's older (and soon will be getting older) than me, but I think the age difference served me well. I looked up to him in many ways and now that I'm 50, I still do.
But I won't get too mushy here since the reason for this post has more to do with his demanding side than his loving side =-).
Ann and I went to Mexico. My brother wrote emails and skyped us to find out about our trip. He wants pictures, he said. He wants to see our adventures. He wants to know what our little corner of Mexico was like so he can compare it to his little corner of Mexico.
Geez! Okay big brother...here are more photos...love ya, man!
But I won't get too mushy here since the reason for this post has more to do with his demanding side than his loving side =-).
Ann and I went to Mexico. My brother wrote emails and skyped us to find out about our trip. He wants pictures, he said. He wants to see our adventures. He wants to know what our little corner of Mexico was like so he can compare it to his little corner of Mexico.
Geez! Okay big brother...here are more photos...love ya, man!
It's almost Easter so I thought I'd share a religious photo taken at the cemetery by the Beach of the Dead.
I have a million more, but I'll wait until my brother demands MORE.Love ya, man!
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