My brother turned 30 about 10 days ago. I spoke to him on the phone about a week ago. He decided at this juncture in life that he wanted an adventure. He walked and bused his way to Colorado from Southern California and found himself a job. He told my mother that he slept under the stars. He told me that he shaved using a lake as a mirror and a basin. When I asked him about his bus ride, he described the people he sat next to as "old friends of God". I thought that will probably be the loveliest description that I will ever have heard all of my life to describe a person. I want to be described just like that.
Happy Trails to you, Philly Mousekewitz...until we meet again. God be with you. Love, your Sissy.
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