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The island…

Bradley was never liked as a child, though he tried to get the kids to call him Brad, everyone would tease him for the Windsor ties and the stuffed suit he was made to go to school in every day while the other kids could wear shorts and cool shirts. Bradley wanted to be cool, […]

2 Weddings and a Funeral…

I’ve been working on the house a lot and it’s almost finished. I’m really proud of the work and the handyness that I have discovered in me. Maybe it was latent in me and I just had to do it on my own. Maybe it wasn’t my hands doing the handy stuff. Maybe it was […]

Training Wheels

When I was growing up I had a red bike with training wheels, I was so nervous to ever ride without my training wheels, even though I knew I could, they were their to keep me safe.

One day, my dad took off my training wheels. My grandfather and dad watched as I fell time and time again. I begged to have them put my training wheels back on.
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Dear Patrick,

Hey,

It’s your brother Sean. I’m missing you bro. You’d be proud of me, I’ve been painting the house and somehow, I finally understand the concept that no matter how hard you scrub and wash, you will always miss one section of paint that dripped, slopped or fell on you that you are oblivious with. I remember the days where you’d come back from some job and your hands would be covered with paint hiding the wear and tear that you put yourself through.

Burning the midnight oil…

Going to finish a project tonight that colleagues messed up.

One didn’t do the project.

One didn’t want to do it, so put it aside so it couldn’t be done by the assigned date.

One decided to tell me to put the project under a rug. No one would notice.