In early August, we left our employment since we had made plans to spend about a week in Paris. We had made arrangements in London to pick up a pre-paid rental car in Ostend, Belgium with the intent to drive into Paris and stay in youth hostels since we were on a very tight budget. […]

We had found a modestly priced flat or studio apartment which was one large room with two beds and sparse furnishings. The apartment was in a house with two other flats. We all shared a bathroom and kitchen. You needed to use coins to feed gas to the stove and to get hot water for […]

I spent the summer of 1969 with my friend, Glenn, living and working in London. This proved to be quite an adventure for two young guys with very limited financial resources and who, up to that point in our lives, had never traveled beyond the Northeastern part of America let alone to Europe. I became […]

In the Epilogue, I try to sum up why everything happened the way that it did. Here is a portion of those observations. “The events that transpired between and around my brother and I over those last two years of his life is a story that could be best described as the result of a […]

I end Chapter 15, My Brother, A Dying Man, with this bittersweet commentary. “Now when I look back from the vantage point of hindsight, I can see this entire story laid out before me with all of its twists and turns, surprises, detours and dead ends. Yet, if I had it to do all over […]

This passage is from Chapter 15. At my brother’s funeral, I was gratified to see how many of his friends as well as his business and political colleagues came to pay their respects and say goodbye to him. I wrote and delivered at the funeral my brother’s eulogy. I talked about my brother’s many accomplishments […]

Chapter 15, My Brother, A Dying Man, nears its sad and inevitable end. After detailing our last few months with my brother, I describe this scene. “My brother passed away, we believed peacefully, during the night or in the early morning hours of June 27th. My father had stayed over that night and in the […]

This passage is from Chapter 15. “We realized that we should say our goodbyes to my brother while there was still a chance that he might understand us. One day, I went for a visit at lunchtime and pulled my chair up close to my brother and just looked at him while he was lying […]

This passage is from Chapter 15, My Brother, A Dying Man. “During that winter and spring of 1996, my brother’s care and our visits took on a pattern that became part of the routine of our daily lives. It wasn’t that we weren’t concerned by what was happening to him or did not care anymore. […]

This passage is from Chapter 15. “Near the end of August, during a doctor’s visit the doctor started explaining that my brother’s condition was terminal and he asked if we wanted him to die at home. What a question, we did not want my brother to die at all; however, we knew that we had […]