Brothers from different mothers!
My brother Rodney came to Denver for a big top secret government conference and I was lucky to get a chance to have dinner with him.
Rodney works for FEMA – a highly clandestine X-Files type black helicopter ops type gig for the super-smart uuber geeks. I’m pretty sure he knows both Mulder and Scully, though he disavowed any knowledge.
Rodney and I have the same Father (as far as we know!) and different mothers and are each the oldest of 2 brothers of the old man’s 2 pairs of kids. (No, he didn’t keep them secret from each other – no polygamy here.)
Since 99% of the time I do see Rodney, which is far to rare, it is always in a group setting. I’m not sure if we have ever sat together, privately, and had a 1 on 1 conversation. It was great!
Rodney is a very smart guy, a genuine man in full, and as I learned last night, a really soulful dude.
Family, what a concept. I pretty much live on my little cyber-island, in a fairly monastic world that primarily includes Little Dog. Since I bailed on traveling in 2005, my world is a small one, after all.
I think this needs to change a little.
