Today is my brother, Jim’s, birthday!
He’s the big 5-0!!!
Jim is #2 of 11. And the first boy. He has two sons who have both served in the Iraq war. Cory, his youngest, is still serving actively in the Middle East.
When I was just a kid, I always thought Jim was the coolest… even though he picked on me (and probably all my other siblings) whenever he felt the need to.
I remember him sitting across the dinner table from me and poking his teeth out at me calling me “Bucky”. That was when my teeth were too big for my face… and he knew it.
Ah, brotherly love.
Now, we’re all grown up and Jim is a soft-hearted guy who calls me “sis” when I talk to him on the phone. That alone makes up for all the early years.
Happy 50th Birthday, Jim!! I love you.