A brother on a butterfly
I lost my brother in 2012. Well, I didn’t really lose him, not like losing my car at the mall parking lot or anything. No, he passed away.
Now, before you send me a nasty email, the only reason I choose to use that bit of morbid irreverent humor is because my brother Jimmy would be the first one to laugh. Of all the Rogers kids, Jimmy had the quickest wit, and so consequently, I stole most of my best lines from him.