these will be the best memories

Once upon a time on an April 20th afternoon, I sat in the back porch room at the Studebaker house with my brother Jarod. Maybe it was more than once. Maybe it has been every April 20th for the past 5 or 6 years. When Jarod left us in January, I thought about the things I would miss...the things that would remind me of him. I never thought that April 20th would be one of those things. It’s the little memories that make a big impact. I miss you brother.