This is my brother, he is 9 years older than me. He left home and moved to Chicago with our uncle Clyde when I was 8 years old. He went to work cooking in a place in the Loop, where he met his wife Frieda. We have very similar hairstyles but I think his head is bigger. We haven't seen each other very often in all these years, but when we do get together it seems like we haven't been apart. He used to tease me quite often when I was a child. He told me that a family of Chinese slowed down in front of the house and kicked me out of the door , his mom felt sorry for me and took me in and to prove I was Chinese he quoted Ripley's Believe it or not. where it said "Every fifth child in the world is chinese" then he would count us off by age, and by golly I was the fifth child. I love my big brother very much, without him I wouldn't be the emotional cripple I am today. 
There was a motel in town when I was a child that had a statue of a jackass on the front lawn. We passed by that motel quite often and every time we did my brother would say, "Look tom, there is your twin brother" If that isn't brotherly love, what is ?
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