
My Big Little Bro has always been my protector. When my house was broken into, he was there before the police arrived and he was ready to charge in without a moment's hesitation. He's answered every car question I've ever had with amazing patience. He also is a Drake firebug. I think the need to see things burn is a genetic trait. I've seen it all through the Drake family, and my brothers are no exception. The combination of my brother's wonderful imagination with his mechanical knowledge has resulted in some amazing Fourth of July firework displays.
My brother has a wicked sense of humor. He has an uncanny ability to tell a story and leave me wiping tears from my eyes. He has made me laugh when I felt sure that I would never be able to laugh again and I can't thank him enough for that wonderful gift. That alone has surely prolonged my life by years.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss him and his patented smirky grin.
Happy Birthday, dear brother of mine. I wish you a good year filled with laughter and love. I don't know when I'll see you again. It'll never be soon enough, but just know that your big sister is always there for you.
Happy Birthday! I love you.
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