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The next day of the 30 day Pinterest writing challenge = I get to write about my sibling my brother, Jerry Jr, a nice guy

I will be short and to the point here= my Brother Jerry Jr. is not perfect but he is a very nice generous guy.

Brother, don’t worry I didn’t put your mugshot on here because no one will know what you look like.you can get in and out of the public scenery without being hunted or hounded.

He is kind of a pro, ( his nickname) & is a generous funny guy. Oh, don’t mess with his Miami Dolphins or whatever sports he is watching at the moment. It would not be smart. Sure he has chocolate chip cookies and they are his and his his alone. A word of warning = do not bet him because he will see that as a challenge and want to beat the living money crap out of you because you have made that bad.A word of warning = do not bet him because he will see that as a challenge and want to beat the living money crap out of you because you have made that bad.A word of warning = do not bet him because he will see that as a challenge and want to beat the living money crap out of you because you have made that bet. My dear bro aims to win.

He is adopted too . I had just turned 3 when that happened. I remember it. I’m older by two years.

Like I said, I’m gonna be short and to the point. When I’m an old lady the one thing I’m going to remember is that my brother walked me down the aisle for my wedding. Our dad had passed in 1994 and a number of other contenders also passed. But he signed up for the job and tried not to laugh at the end of the aisle when he gave me to my husband.

My old car died once upon a time on the side of the road I called him he came to my rescue several times in my early and late 20s.

I won’t forget that == it was cool .

Funny thing is we went to the same high school and growing up.his friends became my friends because his friends were brothers or sisters of my friends and that’s how it works. It was a fun way to roll when we were growing up.

Oh the dear old boy who is now in his mid 50s is finally taking a break from all the worry that he’s had to deal with over the years.

Next to my husband and myself I think he is the hardest working person I’ve ever met. Never was a competition but I hope I’ve been a good sister to him.

I just admire how resourceful he could be well I was the young adults dieI just admire how resourceful he could be well I was the young adult. And all of my riding adventures running around the state of Florida, I think he quietly admired what I did. I don’t say too much but your eyebrows get raised a few times when I wrote something or did something pretty cool. Don’t worry I don’t want money anymore.

So dear brother, I’m writing nice things about you. I know you’re a good father to your two daughters, my nieces. That’s even better. You got a great sense of humour and you still make me laugh with all your crazy sarcasm. I’m still laughing at the memory of some of the stuff you pulled while we were growing up.

Oh, don’t worry I’m not telling the common world what you did because that’s between us. My dear Lawyer husband knows a few of the stories but what is keeping in the dust of the past.

If any of my bio half sisters or my half-brothers out there show up I’ll send them to you because they need to get lessons and how to be a good brother.

Thanks for the memories. You are cool and sometimes kind of inspiring.

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I have lived here in the Tampa Bay area for over 40 years. I am a native of New York. The purpose of this blog is to show what it is like to live here and not vacation . This is Florida’s Daily life. Paradise has “moments” too. This blog attempts to reflect my Catholic Christian faith with balance and sunshine and a crack at holy humor. I have a real sense of humor. It is hot here .