*****If you are easily offended please stop now! YOU have been warned******
Happy Birthday to my brother Bruce.
Bruce and I are 18 months apart in age.
His birthday was always celebrated on Christmas Eve...
because... well it was his birthday!
He was pretty sure that the big family get together each year were
HIS Birthday Party.
Christmas Morning 1965. Bruce is the one with the red wagon.
I always thought he was a pretty handsome guy.
He is the only one of my siblings that had green eyes like I do.
The rest of the family has brown eyes.
Bruce bottom right
Bruce was an amazing auto mechanic. I do not think there was anything he couldn't fix.
When he was very young, I believe it was my mom's toaster that he took apart,
because he wanted to see how it worked.
He was a hard worker
and would give the shirt off his back to anyone that needed it.
Bruce, definitely heard a different drummer.
and he followed that beat just fine.
From his teen years on he enjoyed his cigarettes, cannabis, alcohol, LOUD music, swearing and all the gestures that some times follow that drummer.
Bruce passed away in 2005 of all things pneumonia.
I miss him a great deal.
Happy Birthday Bruce ...
YOU ARE AN OLD MAN!!!
yea...that is kind of what I thought you would say.