Thursday, February 11, 2010
Every Little Girl Needs A Big Brother
When I was a teenager Bill lived about 10 hours away. We visited his home a couple of times each year. During each visit he would take me on a date for pizza or something - just the two of us. He would act like a gentleman and treat me like a lady and tell me that was how I should expect to be treated. Years later when I became engaged to my husband, Bill called, and with a smile in his voice, he asked who the jerk was that thought he would dare to marry Bill's little sister! He was just a tad bit protective.
Here is a collage I created for him when he first got sick. It says "Every little girl needs a big brother". And the sun is saying "Go Pokes". The man's blood ran orange for Oklahoma State University. And he did a good job of brain washing his little sister. In Bill's last months his little granddaughter was just learning to talk. To his delight her first sentence was "Go Pokes!".
Bill always loved me, always believed in me, and always encouraged me to be all I could be. And I miss him. I hope you have someone like Bill in your life. And I hope you can be someone like Bill in someone else's life.
Posted by Elizabeth Johnson at 8:00 AM