Well, Brandon, I've been thinking about you a lot these days. I make a good deal of jokes about you being dead. Most of these jokes don't fly with my girls who are still struggling with you being gone. It really doesn't seem real to them because they did not get to go into the hospital when you were dying because of the COVID restrictions. I guess the point is we really miss you.
We miss your goofy laugh, which Major has by the way. We miss your smile and wry derision. I think about you whenever I eat or see Whoppers because you said they were old-people candy. I wish I could give you a hug.
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