Tonight my brother died…

I tried to contact as many people as I could on the phone. But there are friends of mine and both my brothers I couldn’t get in contact with.

Paul died playing a game of squash tonight. So unfair, with my lifestyle, it should have been me first, he was only 53.

I love you Paul. You were (like our father) a very great man and a great story teller. But, most of all, as my older brother, you were a great protector and my most loyal friend when we were growing up.

Isn’t the internet a great way to tell people about the greatest things in life… and the worst.

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