I have fond childhood memories of my big brother, Keith. Although we were nearly 12 years apart in age, time spent with Keith, as a child, were special and fun. I remember piggy-back rides through our house in Columbus, trips to the Dairy Queen and Root Beer stand, crazy rides in his convertible, and helping him wash his car in a creek near Columbus. Big brothers make life special and memories like these will stay in my heart.
Rest in Peace …. Big Brother
My Big Brother
Keith and I are second cousins. Our Grandfathers were brothers. We grew up in the same small southern Indiana town, Columbus. Being 10 years older than me, he was like a big brother to me. We had great times together, especially on his sailboat, Bone Dry III. His...
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