Eric
We love you and miss you, Little Sister. Though we'd been apart for a few decades, we knew you were always an email away, keeping an eye on your bird feeders or playing with your kitties or watching your Family Feud. It is absolutely wrong that you left first. I've been thinking about growing up with you, practicing piano, trick-or-treating, arguing a little, maybe. I made a bubble machine with my Erector Set, some soap solution, a fan, and a timer, set to wake you up on your birthday. Mother dropped us off to see a matinee of the movie Hawmps together at Newburgh Cinema - no one on Earth but you and I remembers that movie. I'm sure it's dumb, but we were little and we just laughed and laughed. It is rotten that you're gone.
Erickeet Parakeet