Wednesday, February 18, 2015
My brother Vern was 14 years older than me. I do have some favorite memories of him while growing up in Lockport and then at 18, I joined the Air Force and moved away.
I remember sitting on my mom's lap at 5 years old, crying, as my brother went of to war. I remember him returning safely home.
I remember he would talk me into going out in very rough water at Olcott Beach, in our old wooden motor boat and have fun scaring me. He loved the water, but really!
I remember at age 9 traveling to Chicago with family, for his marriage to Kathy. I was the ring bearer.
I remember him and Kathy returning to Lockport to live, where Sue (my now wife) were courting and hung out with them during my High School years.
I remember him at my wedding to Sue, that he was the photographer that took the pictures with the lens cap on the camera!!
I remember that time and distance drew us apart, but we enjoyed visits with him the past few years. From what he went thru of late, he is now in a better place.
