I don't always remember to thank God for Tommy. He's been here all of my life. And always loved me. I know Daddy had his issues with him and I know he was (and still is) a little whacky but I love him so much. He really is like the brother I never had.
He met us down at the Elks and stayed a bit. I left early myself and am home relaxing and catching up on some tv.
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