I miss..

My brother...
I wish I could go back to the old days when we'd play baseball in the house when you were supposed to babysit me. Or even that day you took me out to get my head off the fact my father was remarrying. We went to 7-11 to get popsicles, I got the big stick with swirls around it, and you had your red honda civic..the stick shift. I will never forget that night. Your speech on how you'd always be there and how I don't need to worry on problems with dad. I was maybe eight years old then, thank you for that memory.