Not the least of which is his ability to make barbecued ribs that are so tender and delicious, they make you want to cry.
Happy tears.
But there is another thing about my youngest brother, the one I call Other Brother (as opposed to our shared sibling, Middle Brother) that was a cherished feature of his in the years that he lived just a couple clicks from my house in Oklahoma.
And that is his height.
And his willingness to help on virtually any project.
Because at six foot six inches, Other Brother just comes in pretty darn handy.
I miss living close to him for a number of reasons, not just that he comes in handy.
But still.
And it was great to have he and his family in for Thanksgiving.
And not just because he's handy.
But still.
Particularly because I have a Christmas tree that is rather, ah, ambitious.
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500 miles probably seems like less for someone who is so tall.
Love your comment mrs boo radley!
That is an ambitious tree, looks like ambition runs in the family.
I love handy brothers, Mine is tall and good with a hammer. :)
I love handy brothers, Mine is tall and good with a hammer. :)
speaking of ambitious....looks like my "publish comment" button pushing finger was a bit ambitious this morning because it posted twice. :)
Have a great day!
Is it really 12 feet??? Wow! And I thought 9 feet was hard to get up.
Y'all don't do anything small, do ya? ;o)
Now, who gets on the ladder to decorate?
Well that is sweet of him to drive all that way. Is he coming back in January to take the tree down?
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