This is the one year anniversary of my brother's death. He died in Canada while we were being flooded by Sandy. It is a sad day. His death is one of the few for which I remember the exact date. I am able to forget that fact for most people but since his passing was associated with that horrible storm, I guess I'll always remember.
His loss bothers me more than I thought it would . Now like several of my cousins, I'm the last and only one left. Mary, Arthur, Tink, Kitty, and Chuck have each lost their siblings and would understand the feeling. One expects to lose their parents. Siblings, even much older ones, one expects to have with you for a long time. Peter wasn't around long enough.
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