I don’t have a specific memory of the moment when this photo was taken. I’d like to think it represents my overriding attitude toward my brother Michael. Mike shaped my life and although there were many years that I neglected him, his influence was always with me. Oh how I wish we could have had a deeper relationship.
Now would be a good time to conclude this series. I’ve done a fair job of portraying my relationship with my severely handicapped brother and I hope that some of the experiences I’ve written about will help other siblings like me.