Brotherhood

The Good Lord saw fit to grant me but one sibling, a brother. His name is Brian. He’s a good brother. He calls, he Skypes, he visits me half way across the country for road trips and family outings.

He’s in nursing school right now so I get to listen to him yammer on about how nurses are the greatest thing in all of medicine. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, he’s not even out of school yet and he’s learning how to be patronizing to us EMS folk.

He’s going to make a really good nurse.

Sometimes I wonder if my brother wouldn’t be irked if he knew how many people I refer to as brother. Honestly, he’s the only one with clear rights to the title. He was the one defending me at the school lockers in junior high. He was the one that had to sacrifice the video game paddle so I could have my turn for all those years.

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