I miss my brother

My brother, Kermit Day passed away very suddenly in January. He was a joy to be around. He wrote me lovely long letters, and showed me one of his favorite places to visit - Johnson's Shut-ins in central eastern MO. As a nurse, he used to go on medical missions, and learned some Spanish so that he could talk with his patients better.

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