My baby brother...

just turned 50 yesterday (and yes, we were both a good 10 years younger in this picture).
We had some good times and bad times as sibling do, but I love him and wish him all the best in his life.
Happy Birthday Butter, I will always love you!
Update: I couldn't say brother when I was little so I called him Butter. Of course he couldn't say Kitty, so he replaced the K with a T. It was pretty bad in places, esp. church, when your Butter yelled out "Mama, where's _itty! Bright red blush!!!