Happy Birthday Bubba

It was fifty years ago today and I was staying at my Grandmother's when my Dad called. " We have a new fishing buddy" he said. My brother Marty was born!
He spend his first few weeks in the hospital with breathing problems. Before he could walk on his own he drove his walker off a 4 foot porch. He had numerous bicycle mishaps. He jumped ramps and did handstands on his skateboard. I held him as Momma drove him to have his leg sewed up from a fall. He grew into riding a dirt bike like mad man , jumps included.
These are just things I remember about him I'm sure my younger sisters remember more.
We knew he wouldn't make this long! But he fooled us.


Regrets: We never became fishing buddies. Maybe we can change that in the next 50 years.
Happy Birthday Bubba
Love ya