i want to say i got into town on the bus and that he was there at that raggedy station over on second, but i can't be sure and it may have been the train. i am pretty sure my hair was long and wild and i can tell you i was wearing some sort of hippie skirt and birkenstocks. i'd stopped shaving my legs and underarms and had never quite figured out makeup. i was exactly the way she must have described me. but he was not what i expected at all. you can't always see young republican on the outside. of course, in her haste to anticipate every potential problem she'd listed what she thought might be every thing i'd hate about him and then insisted i not hate it. and as i said, i'm sure she did the same when she spoke to him through gritted teeth about me.
he took me fishing. we got up early and drove nearly an hour down to a place around noel, if i recall correctly. and we talked. about all the things she warned us she'd kill us if we talked about. politics. feminism. hunting. all of it. in addition to finding we had plenty of common ground, there was the thrill we both felt disobeying a direct order from her. i don't recall whether we caught anything but i'm pretty sure we didn't. i just know i laughed a lot at a time in my life when i hadn't been laughing much at all. and i could imagine this little sister of mine laughing a lot, too, which is really what you hope for when you think about the futures of the people you love. that they will find people who can make them laugh.she decided she'd keep him years back, or maybe he decided he'd keep her. i suppose they decided together. but he is our family, my brother now for nearly as much of his life as he wasn't, and that is just fine by me.
happy birthday, alan.
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i just got around to reading this. he is pretty good,for a republican! :)
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