As the days rolled on, he continued to talk about him. No other subject brought about such a positive change in his demeanor, his aura, than his father the Tuskegee Airman.
I understand, I am not pretty and am nice enough to just keep on a back burner, I have dealt with that my whole life. It is the modus operandi of your modern westernized woman. Now, let me admit, I am not the best person at communicating, ask my entire family about when I was in Iraq and they would never hear from me unless they called. I am sure I have accidentally made people feel the same way throughout my life and I am sorry, but it wasn't intentional. As much as I am dicking around on my phone nowadays, I really don't talk on it much.
The reason I mention this business and it does interest me is because my nephew is one of the first employees at this establishment of bounce and as much as I love him, I think this mention will embarrass him. As the proper uncle that I am, embarrassing my nephew is one of my great joys in life.
The term brother for me refers to those ride and die folk you meet throughout your life, the ones who leave an impression upon you... and though you may not get to spend as much time with them as you would like, you would do everything you can to be there for them in times of need... even if the need is just bullshitting. I have some people I still consider my brother even though they have ditched me (mostly due to my ideals on the world and politics)