I am so proud of my brother. On Saturday he received his diploma from San Diego State (and it wasn't in beer pong!), the first person in our family to hold a college degree. Ryan has worked so hard in continuing his education, even returning to school after a long break (otherwise known as "getting a job in the mortgage industry"). And in typical over-achiever fashion, he isn't stopping with his B.A.; he's off to Michigan in August to get his MBA from Michigan State.
So, I salute you, Ryan. Now that we are grown up, I forgive you for when you called me Zitstie during my acne ridden teen years. And when we stretched out that slimy hand, and you "accidentally" let go of the black handle so it snapped back and gave me a black eye. And when you purposely killed me during Gyromite so you could have a turn. And when you put a dixie cup on top of your television, and made me drop quarters in it, charging me for watching shows. Even though it was in the room that we shared ... and you weren't home ...
On second thought, I hope the Michigan winters are harsh and you find out that they don't sell Cup O' Noodles or Hormel chili at the nearest market. Or hot dogs. And I hope the Spartans lose every basketball game.
Congratulations, Ryan! (See ya!)
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AAAAAAAAAHHHHH! I Feel the love (Sigh).
Congrats Graduate!
Haha - loved this post! Ah, I remember the Slimy Hand Incident like it was yesterday....
Do you ever wonder what stories Jake, Grace and someday soon Nathan will remember? Something tells me that Jake will have a LONG list! Haha They are lucky to have each other, just like you and Ryan.
Sibling relationships outlast many marriages, survive the death of parents, and resurface after quarrels that would sink any friendship. (Quote stolen from a magazine article - but true!)
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