Tuesday SOL 7/24/18 - A Chat with my Brother
My brother, Allan, is four years old than me. We've always gotten along (I'm sure there were times growing up where he would disagree). We usually talk once a month just to catch up on what's happening with our families and to see how each other are doing. He lives about 2-1/2 hours from our kids in Illinois. This morning I gave him a call - just checking in. He has some health issues, but he feels great. He told me that the test on his kidneys was not normal, but they were going to check again in a month. He exercises, eats healthy, but worries excessively. I kiddingly said, "Not you! You're just like Mom." And then, I laughingly said, "And me". Yes, we are definitely siblings. Our Dad was the happy-go-lucky sort of guy and things didn't bother him (or at least he never let it show). But, our Mom, was the worrier. We talked about high blood pressure and cataract surgery, about the grandkids and the weather, our...