I love a good telling anecdote. Like this one.
Once when my brother Jimmy and I were standing in front of his house in Henderson, NV on a hot summer day, a big garbage truck rounded a corner and came into our view. Without staying a word, Jimmy slipped into his house and returned with a couple of Capri Suns. When the truck rolled past his house, Jimmy tossed each of the sanitation workers a drink. And then without missing a beat, he and I continued our conversation.
I've always thought this was a defining story about my youngest brother. He's so aware and so endlessly kind. He's also the funniest person I know, and he doesn't hold it against me that I used to make him wear a dress.
Happy birthday, Jimmy. Get crazy today.
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I love this story. I love that it was a Capri Sun and not a beer or a coke. It made me laugh a little.
Thank you, Ann. Is there a rule on whether an open-toe pump or a sandal is better with a polka-dotted sun dress? Its gonna be crazy!
Fantastic story. Happy birthday to your little brother!
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