With something he loved.
Today marks the fourth year of my brother's passing.
So, I was sitting here thinking about him and deciding if I should do a post or not for him today. I began remembering the things he loved.
Country music was one of them. He was a fabulous dancer, too. He could glide across that dance floor like the wind. The ladies lined up to dance with him. People would stop and stare as he two stepped and waltzed them around. He could do just about any country dance there was at the time.
Here's a country dance video. I'm sure he would have loved to be at an event like that and would have been in the thick of the crowd. It makes me smile to think of him in that way.
CW



