Pics of us in Vietnam:
That's my brother with the hat turned sideways. I am the one being held by the woman.
Again, I am the one being held by the woman. My brother is wearing the hat with the visor flipped up. And that's our mother (who is still alive and doing well in Vietnam) the first adult in the back row.
That's my brother standing right behind me as the middle kid in the back row of three. I am the middle kid in the front row of three.
That's my brother with the hat turned sideways. I am the one being held by the woman.
Again, I am the one being held by the woman. My brother is wearing the hat with the visor flipped up. And that's our mother (who is still alive and doing well in Vietnam) the first adult in the back row.
That's my brother standing right behind me as the middle kid in the back row of three. I am the middle kid in the front row of three.
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I can well imagine how distressing it must be for you not knowing where, and how, he is. I have three siblings. A half brother whom I didn't grow up with and has no interest in a relationship. A half sister whom I didn't grow up with, and with whom I sometimes correspond, but never see. And a full-sister who stopped talking to me in 1994 because of her unhappiness over my father's will. I wish I could have siblings who were siblings in a good way, and I wish you could find your brother.
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