This is my brother Michael and me on our first visit to Florida in 1986. We were 6 & 7 years old. By and large I think we were cute kids, though I'd say we both owe a debt of gratitude to orthodontics.
Being that I'm only 15 months older than him, I don't have any memories of life without my brother. He's just always been there. We're very different in a lot of ways, but it's good to know he's always got my back. As I have his.
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