Dear Bookie,
Happy Birthday! I will admit I am
pretty upset with the fact that you aren't here to celebrate turning
24 with me. I still haven't adjusted to using past tense when I talk
about you. It just doesn't feel right. This time last year I was
enjoying life over yonder in the land called India. I still don't
know if you ever got the card that I sent you. Oh well, too late
now. So, I had decided to do my top 10 memories of you, but then
realized that I would incriminate myself quite a bit, so yeah I will
do my top memories that are a safe bet of not landing me in jail. :)
Some of My Top Memories of
Bookie
That time you thought your
balls fell into the toilet and Mom used a Maxi Pad to stop the
bleeding? Oh yes, I went there!
When we decided that you
would name your first son Mario and I would name mine Luigi. Mom
still isn't amused with that decision :)
When we use to race the
power wheels down the street without any batteries.
When you told our cute
little nephews to “Man Up” because you were watching LOTR.
When you brought home that
write up in 5th grade stating that you had detention
because you farted in the bathroom! Where else are you suppose to
relieve gas?!?
I love ya Bookie. I wish
you were here, but I am slowly understanding why you had to leave me.
Mind you my understanding does NOT negate the fact that I am going to kick
your trash when it's my time to go....just sayin'. You are and
forever will be my favorite baby brother.
Happy Birthday!
Love Always & Forever,
Bookie Bo
