Dear Josh,

Its not going to be the same after tomorrow.

I know I'm moving out too, but weekend trips home for me will be more frequant then for you...and...

I'll miss going to work and having a muffin while catching up with the golf course news.
I'll miss going to your baseball games, and inwardly thinking "who is that loud guy cheering everyone" and then realizing...every time...that its you.
I'll miss your stories at the lunch or supper table that are only funny because you are telling them.
I'll miss getting your underwear back from the laundry. you'd think Mom would be able to tell it apart by now though...
I'll miss not hanging out with the same group of friends all the time.
I'll miss your crazy schemes on how to make lots of money quick.
I'll miss trying to pull off those crazy schemes with you.
I'll miss your cooking when Mom is gone.
I'll miss our late night chats with Dad standing at the door telling us to both go to bed.
I'll miss getting dressed for church, and asking you if what I'm wearing matches.
I'll miss going shopping and looking for the really tall guy, likely wearing orange.

Phone calls, emails, msn and skype just aren't the same.
You've been more then a little brother, you've been a best friend.

I'll miss you Josh. I'll just miss you.

Love you,
Vern

you know summer is coming when you can go outside in bare feet...and have campfires :)

aww. :)

don't be fooled...she really has no clue what key she is playing in ;)