To my brother Josiah

Sorry about fighting with you soo much growing up

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It struck me recently how really alike we are. I still think it’s funny how you ended up thriving in DC with a job I’m jealous of helping produce a podcast about staffers on the hill while I ended up in New York when you grew up loving the theater and all things broadway. I might fight you but like that song from the musical featuring that guy in a recent court case who also has scissorhands in movie once: No one’s going to hurt you, not while I’m around. Don’t tell our sister this but maybe, I think I see a lot in her two sons in us. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or bad. I pray that it’s good haha