Thursday, July 9, 2009


My brother called me last night.

I do enjoy hearing from him - he's my only brother, and both of our parents have passed away.

But after an hour and a half of musical narratives and then thirty minutes with a monologue on the creation of his latest composition...

I must admit to being more than a little relieved when I can politely end the oration ("Oh, yeah, the spacecraft just landed, gotten get thru customs at Mars, I'll catch you later, okay?").

A huge part of it is my brother's incapacity to allow the normal give-and-take of a conversation.

But it's also almost impossible to hurt his feelings. In any way, shape, or form.

And that is incredibly refreshing.


Annette said...

So glad you keep in touch with your brother Brad. Fun to hear about him!