I don't really know much. Shaun told me he's got emphysema. Idk if I should be sad or what I'm to feel. All the years of smoking n not taking care of himself caught up with him. Rob has already told me he's going to stay with Judy when S does pass. Hurts my feelings but Rob is an adult now n I can't make him do anything. Rob is still working at the college, should be getting full time hours soon. Then he'll be able to take some classes for free. That'll be cool if he goes thru with it.
Mom is doing OK I suppose. She just got back home from visiting Kansas. Guess she saw the usual ppl, most of them. Spent time with Richard. He's still a pompous ass. He told mom he doesn't talk to me cuz I put my nose in his business. Fuck that. Like his life is that secret n special. As if. What he fails to realize is I don't give a crap what's going on with him n his life. And he fails to understand life is too short to be a dick n let stupid shit keep you apart from family. I don't wanna be 'in his business', I just wanna talk to my brother again. Bully for him, he bought a house. So what. He could at least be civil n say hello, how ya been. It's fine, really. He stopped talking to me years ago, I should just accept it n move on. I told mom best I can do is be related to him. She wants us kids to get along n all that but it's kinda hard when Richard has this high n mighty shit don't stink my life is so private n important and I'm more entitled than the other two attitude. Fuck that. Who needs him. I do have a brother, his name is Brian and I love him dearly. I've seen bubby a few times this year, which is good. He gets this way more often it seems.
I found this yummy peanut butter pie recipe he loves, you'd have loved it too. But when he comes we make several n he takes them back with him to his work n he sells them. His boss loves it too. Me n Joe jokingly said we should make pies n go thru truck stop parking lots n sell them. Give the drivers a bite of home. Apple, cherry, chocolate, peanut butter, coconut. Just little ones, like 5 or 6 inch pies. But we'll probably never do it. I'd never do it by myself. Don't know much else, in 16 days it'll be 5 years since you left us. Five long years. How I wish I was sending you messages like a do with mom n you'd respond. I miss you daddy. There's days I could really use one of your bear hugs. I miss those. I love you. (Forehead kiss) Talk to you in a little bit.

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