Boy, if it were not for bad news, we here at Ginnysyard would not have any news. Yesterday My older brother Bobby passed away. He was not without health issues, but this came out of the blue! I don't have alot of memories of my brother, you see he was 15 years old when I was born. I was told that he said, "Just what I need another sister". And by the time I was a young girl, he was already out of the house. My one fond memory of him and one that I will keep with me forever, is that when I needed him the most he was there. It was two weeks (or less) before Les & I were to be married and my Father was taken very ill and placed in the hospital, with no chance of giving the "baby" away. So, Bobby stepped up and said I will give you away. He also insisted that after the church that Les & I visit my Dad at the hospital. He must have known something because later that evening my Dad passed away. Like I said he must have known. R.I.P. Big Brother.