My brother Wayne was a wonderful brother and a great family man. I am honored to be known as his younger brother. Often when I am introduced to someone, they will ask me if I'm Wayne's brother. I am happy to respond, "Yes I am." He is well-known throughout the church and our community, and I am proud to have grown up with him. Sometimes I talk too much. When we were younger he would say, "You're telling me more than I want to know." So many great memories.
He has visited me several times in my dreams, and I feel he has been encouraging me to continue the work and ministry of writing that he did so well. I doubt I will ever be as good a writer as Wayne, but I keep trying.
Wayne was a memoirist, a biographer, and an excellent personal historian. I am hoping to follow in his footsteps, thereby keeping his memory alive. I have always loved my brother and looked up to him, and I still do so even today. So when I write a memoir or a biography for someone, I am doing so to continue the ministry of writing that Wayne did so well. He had a gift given to him by our Lord. I can only pray for such a gift so that I may honor him.
I miss you brother.
With loving kindness,
Gene
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