For those of you who have heard the phrase but never knew what the heck it meant, an "Irish Twin" is a sibling born less than a year before or after you, so that for a few days or weeks or sometimes months a year you had a sister or a brother who was the same age as you. Today starts my Irish Twin week. My baby brother was born on July 28. I had been born on August 3 the year before, so we had six days of being "twins". Well, I would tell everyone we were twins. He would tell people he'd never seen me before in his life!
It's a silly little tradition, but I've been missing it for almost twenty years now and today is no exception. So Happy Birthday, Smitty, in heaven where you belong after your sad growing up and your tour in Viet Nam when you were much too young. I miss your Wolfman Jack impersonations (which were REALLY good) and your insane laughter. I am counting on you to keep an eye on your nephews as they get to that dangerous and tempting decade of their twenties. And you'd better be saving me a good seat. I blow a kiss towards the sky and know you will return it. You're still a presence in my life and always in my heart. <3
It's a silly little tradition, but I've been missing it for almost twenty years now and today is no exception. So Happy Birthday, Smitty, in heaven where you belong after your sad growing up and your tour in Viet Nam when you were much too young. I miss your Wolfman Jack impersonations (which were REALLY good) and your insane laughter. I am counting on you to keep an eye on your nephews as they get to that dangerous and tempting decade of their twenties. And you'd better be saving me a good seat. I blow a kiss towards the sky and know you will return it. You're still a presence in my life and always in my heart. <3
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