Brother Scott, Myself and brother Norman Just a Month Ago
I lost my brother today. My sweet, kind, talented, handsome brother is lost to me now, forever. I think tonight the pain of loosing him might kill me too. Comrades forever; fellow creators, inspiring each other, confidants in all things, children together, adults together, the lines blurred; soul fragments linked in the dance, forever linked in the dance.
I have loved this little freckle-face for fifty-five years. What will I do without my Norm.