Me and my one and only brother, when we still ran wild, with the Gulf of Mexico to our backs. He turned Thirty last month, can’t wrap my head around it still. I’ve grown taller than him, but he’ll always be my big brother. He’s got a reputation for being quiet, but I think he just chooses his words very carefully, always respected that about him. I believe in him, and have pride in him, always.
Happy Thirty Joey.
You’re on your way.
Highway Patrolman by Bruce Springsteen.
Those clouds seem to follow my brother around.
Drawn by the talented Mr. Joe Smith. My one and only brother with an even more generic name than my own.
Drawn by the talented Mr. Joe Smith. My one and only brother with an even more generic name than my own.
My beautiful mother doing what she does best, loving us unconditionally. Today’s technically Halloween, but everybody knows Mother’s Day is everyday.
Love you Mom, from the bottom of the heart you gave me.