“My little brother….
He passed away when I was 10, he was 5, of liver
Now I’m 33 years old.
I find I don’t think about the little brother I had much any more. Life has happened things have changed. It happened so long ago. Maybe once twice a year I’ll remember I even had a little brother.
This contest made me think. Think about the little brother I never got to teach to surf. I would love to know what kind of young man he would have turned into and to shred some waves with him….”