This week was another birthday week. My dad turned 51 on Wednesday. My dog turned some age yesterday. My brother turns 19 today [i think he's 19, i can never be too sure]. Therefore, this Flashback Friday will be dedicated to the younger brother I never had.
The younger brother I never had is sensitive and outgoing at the same time. He wears popped collars and makes sure his khakis are always pressed with the perfect creases in the exact right place. He loves all things polo [the sport and the brand] and croquet. Sometimes he even indulges himself in some badminton. He is always seen sipping on Arnold Palmer or munching on Triscuits. His favorite book is The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery, and he can quote about half of the novella. Painting is his favorite pastime followed closely by Civil War re-enactments. Life is never dull for the brother I never had.
The brother I do have would scoff at the above paragraph filled with nonsense. Bryan is a writer along the lines of H.P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allen Poe, and Stephen King [although he thinks Stephen King is trash]. I read a chapter of his novel once. I haven't slept a full night since. Bryan works at Great Harvest Bread Bakery as one of the lead bakers. He works the ovens, makes scones and muffins, and is generally a very trusted employee. We benefit from his perks as he brings home fresh bread almost every day! So much for a low carb diet. Bryan heads to Saint Marys Honor College in the fall. Out of all the children in our family to go to college thus far, Bryan is the only one who has been accepted to an Honor's College [i should have applied to Cornell when i got the chance]. He's a smart one.
In honor of Bryan, I have decided to post some lovely pictures of him from his 13 year old days.
Definitely the ladies man. Even back then you could tell that he was becoming a brooding author filled with dark tales and intricate plot twists.
And to round things off a bit [he wasn't 13 forever, despite what people have told you] here are a few pictures from his 14 year old days with his neighborfriend Keaton. They were quite the pair.
At this point I was still taller than at least Keaton. Now he is 6 feet 3 inches or something. I am still 5 feet and 1 1/2 inches tall. Oye. Or shall I say 5 feet, 1 1/2 inches short.
Here is Bryan in the present [this was taken at Christmastime on our quarterly Outback Steakhouse trip with the other neighborfriends]. He has become quite the handsome young man if I do say so myself. I'm also biased. Please affirm me!
The happiest of birthdays to you, Bryan!
Have a wonderful weekend!