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My brother was love, he was joy, he was laughter, he was funny, he was happiness, he was a confidant, he was an encourager, he was a supporter, he was a giver. There are really no words that would ever describe all that my brother was. I have many memories of how he made me laugh. When my husband Mark left to go to Germany in 1981, I felt my world had ended, but Rickey was right there to help me through it, he understood and wiped my tears. We spent a lot of time together before I joined my husband in Germany. He would take me out on back roads and work with me on driving a stick shift. Lord knows there was a lot of laughter during those times as I was not too good at the stick shift thingy, but Rickey had a great deal of patience with me also. Yes, we had many good times. Family gatherings where music was played and songs were sung. I am sure mom, dad and Rickey are all together playing music and singing songs as they watch over. Yes, I fully believe they are with us, and they give us signs they are here all the time. I know I will be reunited with them some day and I do look forward to that day arriving, boy oh boy what a reunion that awaits us all. I think Rickey will be one of the first ones in line to greet me on the other side.