There is a story posted that I have read several times that has prompted me to write a short story about my younger brother.

In my eyes growing up at home it was apparent top me that John was the favorite son, so I thought. Why I thought so was when ice cream cones were bought there was always an ice cream Sunday bought and given to little brother John.

My brother Ron and I being the older sons were expected to take on the farming chores in the absence of our Dad. We watched our brother John set back and did not have to do the farm chores at an early age like we did. What I thought we saw was John being favored over us.

Little did I know that when my twin left to join the Navy that I would make such an impression on brother John The time that I spent at home without my twin at my side was a learning experience for the entire family.

I finally was forced into service a year after my twin. What I soon discovered was brother John had to grow up real fast and take over for not one person but two people. I’m sure Dad was not always the pleasant Dad that he appeared to be for you John.

I got the opportunity to watch John marry and raise a wonderful family that I am very proud of. The questions on how twins react to different things were fun to answer. Listening to you on describing what your twins do and what was done brought memories.

Brothers do matter and I am very glad to have a younger brother like him.