Brotherly love

Did you have to share a room with your sibling? Did you always agree?

My sister and I often divided the room in half. This side of the bedroom is yours, that is mine. Our arrangement was difficult to keep as we shared a double bed and the door was on one side of the room.

As children, Rob and Russ shared a room. This column is an account of actions and reactions when big brother Rob found little brother Russell’s dirty socks on his bed.

I know windows rattled whenever issues like this occurred between any of the siblings.

What I really love is the ending and how the problem disappeared. You’ll have to listen to get the whole picture of brotherly love.

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