My cousin Butch was born on May 22, 1943. I was born on Dec. 9, 1943. I have no memory before him. We were inseparable, not only bound together by our parents being brother and sister and by our nearness in age, but by our being best friends. We started Kindergarten together. They tried to put one of us in mornings and one in afternoons, but there was no way that was going to happen. When I was 15 I moved away from him to the land of sunshine. It broke our hearts. When he was 33 he broke the hearts of all who loved and cared for him by dying.
We miss you Butchie.
