My Brother, Chip

I'm not sure what to say about this.  Or how to say it.  I'm sure that everyone who reads this blog (all three or four of you) have heard by now that my brother Chip passed away on the 25th of October.  I didn't see how I could continue with this blog without mentioning him.  Hard to go on talking about the silly things in our lives and not acknowledge his passing.


Ever since he left us, memories of him have been on my mind.  Along with a little guilt for not making more of those memories when I had the chance.  We should all take a lesson from that one.  But what really has been on my mind is that I wish I would have told him how much I admire(d) the way he handled everything life threw at him.  Rarely a complaint, always asking about me and Brian, not talking about himself.  It has made me take a harder look at myself and how I handle things - too quick to bitch and complain.  I will miss him, but I will never forget him.