Dave Trost
Dear Brother, you were supposed to live in to your 90's, as you and I figured that it was time for the men in the family to live very long lives. As we lost our sisters too early as well. I was blessed to have you as a brother, a good big brother, who was there for me a few times when I needed it. The stories of us when we grew up together, wow there were some pretty ripe ones. The time Dad, hung us on the wash line in potato sacks for doing something bad to Mom. Yes, we were the dynamic duo when it came to doing weird things. They even had to separate us a few months because of what we did. Bad boys. But we did do our chores when asked six or seven times and chased by Mom with the strap.
I know how bad you missed Dot, and it was to soon for her passing. But, then four grandsons. I had hoped you would have had more time with them, you where so proud to have them. Boy's with the Trost name, kept telling me I should try to catch up. Another private joke of ours.
I will miss you, like all the emails and jokes we would tell each other.
Now, you are again with Dot, fair well Brother until we meet again.
Wednesday June 24, 2015 at 8:52 am