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Letter Home (to my brother, Chris) By Edward Dougherty
—1— Born at different times, different reflections from the same mirror, we’re strange twins. By the time I was born Marines were in Danang and you were catching Kevin’s fastball for the Gems. Loyalty and hard work made you one of Dad’s favorites— even in high school, you’d move from classes to b-ball practice to mowing the lawn or painting the garage. Now those houses are gone, sold. 23!