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DH

                                                     MY BROTHER


             I consider myself a lucky guy.  I have a remarkable sister and an equally
             extraordinary brother.


             His wife Barb passed away in December 2002.  My fondest memory was
             playing Monopoly with her when we all lived in Colorado.  My brother
             passed away in February 2015.  I was estranged from my family.  It was a

             cold and snowy winter.  I was medically restricted from traveling by air,
             therefore, unable to travel to Iowa.


             The situation was and will remain an abysmal circumstance.  His death and
             our failure to reconcile will forever be on the negative side of my life’s
             ledger.


             My brother remains unknown to my childhood memories.  For whatever
             reason, I do not remember anything about my brother until later in life.   I’ve

             been told our brains have a way of blocking unpleasant events.  I think he and
             I must have experienced some tragic happenings that need not be revisited.
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