Tonight, looking at 703 photos of my brother's travels, his new friends, the incredible sights, him...well, I am proud of Woody, but I can't lie: I really hate this habit sometimes.
And so, little brother, you are missed more than you know. We are all hoping and praying for your safe travels to continue and that one of these days we will have you home. If you run into trouble, warn the perpetrators that I will find them -- at all costs -- so they best leave you alone. Sorta like my threats on the school bus back in 1988...I mean business.
-- luludilly
19 April 2009
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