Jan 27, 2020
My little brother came home from the hospital after he was born. That’s a moment of great joy. To see him, to be able to hold him in the crib. To my mind, one of the highlights of my life.
My brother’s name is Thomas. I’m much older. I loved to play with him. Singing, playing. A little baby is really a big thing. The hope. Makes things better here and there. He was a little baby. You could tell certainly that when he saw you, he’d see you come into the room, and he’d come up to the crib. I’d pick him up and hug him, kiss him. Those moments you treasure. You need them, only in times they happen.
I took him out all the time. I’d say, “Come on, let’s go.” Walking out the door with him. We’d hop on a carriage and I’d be out the door with him. We’d go to the overpass to watch the trains, where you see the trains coming and going. That was our treat for the day. We’d get a candy bar and we’d share it.