Boys Who Are Blonde

Double Duty Day.

Bunch of years ago, my dad came to my school, and announced to me that I wasn't going to get that puppy I wanted...

....again.

Instead, again, I was getting another sibling.

Another brother.

This one, I adored... he wasn't held out as the successor to Jesus Christ, nor as all I should be... he was a great toy for me to play with. He wore diapers my Mawma always seemed to bleach with something coloured in the washload, so, they were tinted pastel colours of green and blue and pink and yellow... He was blonde and blue eyed, a wonderment to my dark self.

I was allowed to name him, and name him I did.... to his later disgusted self.

He stands godfather to TheInvestment, he works hard, is a good man and his wife... I adore his wife. They are both people you wish you could have in your life, and when you find out they are, send a prayer out to God in gratitude.

He wasn't always swell, but, he's my Baby Bro... He and the Wife take on Jarhead, who looks like their child, and who will more than likely work for BB when he gets out of the service.

Happy Birthday, BB...

The segue to Jarhead is simple... today, he was promoted to Corporal Jarhead in the USMC. I was going to go watch him receive his stripe....but, he said they have a hazing ceremony he'd prefer I not know about...so....

I'm still on the set, too... 15 hours yesterday, 13 today, another long haul tomorrow.

The upside is the unique folk on the bus...but, that's for tomorrow's ramble...

Today is about my blonde haired boys...