According to my mother, with whom I am sitting right now, “It was kind of snowy in Omaha but dad still went to work.
I was in the apartment with Scott. Dad would call every now and then, knowing that the baby was due. At noon I told him to come home and take me to the hospital. I had the baby, Steve, at 2:30pm.”
This was in response to me asking her to tell me about what was happening 50 years ago today, which so happens to be my brother Steve’s birthday. Yes, my big brother Steve turned 50 today. I hereby salute Steve, the person who turned me on to Elvis Costello and was so supportive of me the year I graduated from high school and was not interested in attending college. He opened his apartment to me. Thanks, Steve!
Today’s photo was taken seconds ago in my parent’s current apartment and as a further “happy birthday’ message to Steve. To go back a time, take a look at this photo.
Today’s Prompt: Share an inspiring story about a family member, ideally a sibling (if you have one).
Andy Smallman 
My brother was only a year and a half older than me so we were very close, especially as our two sisters were five and seven years younger than me. After high school, I went to college while he didn’t. After college I moved to Massachusetts and he stayed in Indiana. We both married fairly early, me at 20, him about 21. My marriage lasted and produced two children, his did not last nor he did not have children. My life seemed to be great and his seemed to not be going anywhere.
We saw very little of each other for the next fifteen. My parents moved to Mississippi and he eventually followed them there. One visit that I made to my parents coincided with his recent divorce and a short term stay with them until he got enough money together to have an apartment on his own again. One night after our parents went to bed, Larry and I sat up and talked and talked and talked. The connection between us still felt very strong, so much so that we could almost finish each others sentences. I had never felt so close to another human being in my life as I did that night to my brother. Many years have elapsed since then, but our bond of closeness is still there despite extremely different life choices.