Brother,

  You know now that I have felt
your torment.  A beaten battered
life.  You showed me what to do if
ever I could climb up to the moon.
I remember back in '73 you were
show thrilled about your overalls,
you had to so them to me and rosey
off the great white way, outside an Abc.
I could say a lot of things about you.
And they would all be good.  Like you,
I don't judge people by their faults.
I didn't know what you were saying
earlier this year.  I guess we could have
spent more time but it would not be any
better than time already spent.
My friend
and
                                             BROTHER