What is a favorite memory you have with one of your siblings?

[Pecos]

Growing up, I enjoyed both of my brothers and still do. My middle brother has a awesome laugh and I love to get him going. A few years ago I went with him and his shooting buddies to a rifle range that also had a skeet range. We had breakfast before we got to the range and laughed so hard that I thought I would lose my breakfast. I had a spectacular time.
My youngest brother is something of an odd ball genius who is fun and really handy to have available. He hates to read, but can figure out how mechanical or electrical thing work and how to fix them. I enjoyed having him help me overhaul a car engine when we were in our 20's, ….. over a couple of beers naturally.

 

[peppermint]

My older brother was the first born....I came along 6 years after him....My brother was the best....He was a calm and friendly boy....
I also have a younger brother born 6 years after me.....

My older brother changed after a girl broke off their wedding....He was never right again...He still worked, but he started having problems...
He had to leave his job....He was shouting to people....Mom and Dad brought him to Doctor's....Then they put him in a home....
When he came home he was oK….After my wedding he was still good....He was the driver after we came out of the church and he
drove us to our little wedding...We didn't have anything big...
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He wasn't right for many years, staying home with my Mom and Dad.....Mom died first....Dad kept my brother mostly in the house...
He one time took the car driving around town, till a police officer saw him, and he knew my brother, told him to drive home, he would
follow my brother....My father had to hide the keys to the car....My Dad died at 87 years old....My brother was still alive....We took care of
him...My kids loved him....He didn't want to live with us, he said that Dad wanted him to keep their home....So we left it alone, but Me,
and family would look after him....Until one day, I was in work, My daughter decided to come and see her uncle with her new born child.
When she got to the house, the door wasn't locked, so she walked in and put the baby crawling on the floor...She couldn't find my brother.
Until the baby crawled to the kitchen, my daughter went after him and found my brother dead....Sorry, I know many people here have had
something in their family....It was devastating for my daughter....My brother was 60 years old....He always smoked, but God must of known
he was not smoking when he died....My daughter didn't see any cigarettes in the kitchen.....Thank God....
Sorry, for this, it sometimes brings back things that are in the back of our head.....
Brother is with Mom and Dad....We go to the cemetery to put flowers for the 3 of them and pray....