Today my little bro turns 31. I’ve had the great pleasure of living just a few hours away from Pete the past year — the first time that’s happened since I left for college in 1995.
From the day he and Sierra arrived in Saratoga last July, we’ve been making the most of our proximity to each other — from Chalmers-infested trips to New York City to Mini Hulk-infused Saratoga Springs invasions via the Double Pleasure bus — and have had one hell of a year.
We watched polo. We played the ponies. We drank, we ate, we Scrabbled. We shoveled snow, grew mustaches, got humped by a Dalmatian. We bowled, played in the snow, grilled, drank martinis, ate pickled herring, ran. We moved furniture, trimmed hedges, raked, partied.
I became a dad; Pete became an uncle.
It’s been one hell of a year, and I’m going to miss having Pete and Sierra nearby.
Happy birthday, Bro Bro! Love ya.
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2 responses so far ↓
1 dj // Jul 1, 2011 at 2:37 pm
Not gonna lie Gabe. This touched my heart.
2 Drew // Jul 4, 2011 at 7:00 am
A fitting tribute! It’s been great getting to know your bro, Gabe, thanks for including us in the family : )
Good luck to Pete and Sierra! Bon voyage! Don’t take any wooden nickels! And come back soon!!