Whoa. When did my baby brother turn 30? That's just wild to even see in type. But it's true -- today, June 25th, my bro (aka: [Hit It] PJ, Uncle Juniper, Winker, the Mayor of MacLove City, Bro-eseaux) turns the big 3-0. Amazing.
And yes, there are many stories I could recount for us on my bro, including (but not limited to) how great at the age of 6 he looked wearing a headband, the countless hours of School/Office/House he was forced to play, his uncomparable Lego constructions, acting out the many (read: MANY) puppet shows his sister wrote for a performance of just Mom, his chasing of Richie Neumeyer from the 2nd grade bus and his untouchable skills as a NASA space engineer who read the letters "USA" emblazoned across the side of a rocket as it blasted into our atmosphere... using only his naked eye.
My baby bro became a big man. And a pretty fine one at that.
Well here's to many, many more stories to come in your next 1/3 of life PJ. Happy bday to you.
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