Happy birthday to my younger brother. Although we fought a bit as kids, I also remember long lego building sessions, playing with matchbox cars, and general tomfoolery. There would have been no cowboys and Indians without my brother playing the Indians; no army men without an enemy to blast. Without him, I would never have learned how to share, despite getting my toys back broken. He also taught me how to appreciate (and eat quickly) the food put in front of me - before it was all gone. We haven't always had the closest relationship, often going long periods without speaking. But, we were fortunate enough to spend a vacation together last year, with our families, and it was a great time - and no toys were broken. Made me wish we lived closer together. Most importantly, I am very proud of my younger brother and the life that he has put together for himself - nice house, good job, and great family. Again, happy birthday bro....you have a lot to be happy for. And I hope we can get together more often and soon.
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