...my brother Stephen. When I was a teenager I would always ask him how I looked before going off with friends and he never said, "Fine." He would stop what he was doing & give me his input. One weird thing I remember being thankful for was that he always had a bag of brand new socks in his drawer & always let me wear them first. That's back when it was popular to have the bunched up sock look. I love my brother. We have always been close.
Stephen we need to have a recent picture taken.
So sweet!
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